georgia

spring has sprung and so have i! or at least, spring is tentatively reaching out its feelers for a tender butterfly kiss on the tip of one’s nose. which is pretty dang nice for mid-march. my mum and i shared our first sunny terrace lunch today, so the change of the seasons is in full

central african republic

happy sunday, my happy sundays. whilst i wouldn’t say spring has sprung quite just yet, the first birds are certainly a-chirpin’ and our darling vespa denise has been in much more constant use again. maybe this spring awakening is partially thanks to the myriad of swiss fasnachts (is that the plural? fasnächt? fasnachten?), the purpose

myanmar

hello, ye hopefully not holiday-stressed peeps what a year, eh? ups and downs and downs and ups and many places and also a lot of being in the same place physically, emotionally and metaphorically. but this is not a place for lamenting (well, it can be, but somehow i’m not in a lamenty mood). amongst

costa rica

hello readers, my old friends. what’s up? what’s down? what’s all over the place? (i am. i certainly am) to say i’ve had an eventful few months would be an understatement. a big one at that. that being said, whilst many of the events have certainly been on the rather shite side, there have been

hungary

tonight, i had a mountain cheese fondue in a little gondola whilst it snowed outside. is that not the swissest bloody thing you’ve ever heard of? also, hello! how in the heckin’ heck are you? i am slightly cold (due to the aforementioned snow) and filled to the brim with cheese. january is always a

papua new guinea

why, hello there! didn’t think the new year would bring you another desperate attempt of mine to revive this blog, did you? nor did i. yet here we are. how has life been? any shocking news? or news of the non-shocking variety? i have been (as per) all over the place. emotionally, geographically, culinarily. since

tunisia

why, hello there, old friend! fancy seeing you here! what’s new? how’s life? for my part, i have at last made the leap from my third into my fourth decade (thirties, here i come. or am, really), discovered an almost undying passion for the unofficial bridgerton musical and increased my daily step count to a

malawi

here we go. rather little time has past since my last digital ramblings and thus i can (and will) keep it short. work has been uber busy and has left little (head)space for much else, but, as per usual, games were played, things watched, books read. which is a rather nice standard to be keeping

kazakhstan

here we go again. another fortnight later and none the wiser. it has, once again, been a rather uneventful time, but in the best way possible. days were spent brunching and playing games, celebrating my brother’s 24th (how?) birthday with copious amounts of indian food, and generally trying to deal with the more than temperamental

sierra leone

my darling readers, i am back! after countless messages of worry and despair on your part, i have, at last, decided to return. i jest. no such messages have come my way (none taken), i have simply found myself actually having two busy weekends away, despite covid. or maybe to spite covid. the first weekend