A long weekend in Berlin, I covered some kilometers and managed to snap a few pictures.
A weekend of vinyl hunting in Germanys biggest city with amazing record shops and some decent finds.
We took the opportunity to stay a few days in County Donegal and then Sligo - exploring some more of the beautiful Wild Atlantic Way. We stayed our first two nights near Lough Eske, and drove to the furthest north tip of Ireland, Malin Head. We found deserted beaches, ruined
A beautiful bright day by the sea in Dublin - took a walk to the Poolbeg Lighthouse with the camera. The lighthouse opened in 1788 - and was rebuilt in 1820 to its current form, it sits at the end of one of the longest sea walls in Europe.
A day trip to the town of Roubaix. I knew only of the Paris-Roubaix Cycling race, but it's also home to La Piscine. This repurposed swimming bath is now a museum of art and industry. It's well worth a visit if you are in the area.
On a cold and appropriately grey day between Christmas and New Year, we visited Ypres in Belgium - and visited a few of the historical sites from World War One including: Tyne-Cot cemetery, where nearly 12000 British and Commonwealth bodies are buried.Langemark cemetery where over 44000 German soldiers are
Pigeon House Power Station A Dublin Photowalk As part of the Dublin Open House festival (openhouse.ie), we took a walk to the Pigeon House Power station. This abandoned Victorian power station is behind a fence for most of the year but with the Open House, we had access to
A couple of nights in Galway, coupled with a driven loop of Connemara - one of the most beautiful areas I've had the pleasure of visiting. Squeezed in a quick trip to Kylemore Abbey, situated in Kylemore pass - a Victorian house, convent and once upon a time, a girls
It's a funny thing. Someone stole a day. My plane took off from Vancouver on Tuesday night - flew for fifteen hours, and I touched down in Sydney on Thursday morning. The International Date Line is a strange, arbitrary line where one side is Monday and the other is Tuesday.
“She knows, now, absolutely, hearing the white noise that is London, that Damien’s theory of jet lag is correct: that her mortal soul is leagues behind her, being reeled in on some ghostly umbilical down the vanished wake of the plane that brought her here, hundreds of thousands of