You’re not from London

Sam was looking at one of her four children playing soccer in the pouring rain. It was 7.30am. Pitch dark. Freezing cold. She was wondering to herself who in their right mind would make a bunch of five year olds play a soccer game at this time of the morning…and when...

Another move; Lusaka, Zambia

We were unpacking boxes.  We had just moved to Lusaka. From Hong Kong. The rain pelted down. Dad and I sat together at the outside bar of our new home. The bar was nestled in the corner of the terrace overlooking a kidney-shaped swimming pool. Wellie was nuzzling at...

About me & why this blog?

I have been a traveler all my life. Day one started off on a small West Indian island; St. Kitts & Nevis. My parents then moved me around to Bordeaux, France, Kinshasa and Lubumbashi in the Democratic Republic of Congo (formerly known as Zaire,) and Abidjan in...

The Earthquake

Gaien-Nishi-Dori is it’s usual hustle and bustle. One of the main arteries weaving it’s way around down-town Tokyo. Green, yellow, and black taxis stopping and starting, picking up and dropping off at every corner. Two airport limousine buses are parked outside the...