vascular bloke

“He was a dreamer, a thinker, a speculative philosopher… or, as his wife would have it, an idiot.”

—   Douglas Adams (via donnydo)

I don’t think being in love is different from our ideals.

Not at all. It is our ideals.

That’s the thing about anxiety.. It’s an inability of the brain to understand and resolve the issues we face. A sense that we haven’t done or sorted something.

Lost in translation

I watched my favourite movie again last night. Was great in the context of having just visited Japan myself.
Such a classic love story. The conflicts of everyday life juxtaposed with the confusion of the local scene. But essentially two people colliding in understanding, connection and admiration.
Scarlet Johansen is lost in a marriage devoid of much meaning and a culture she tries to grasp as meaningful but only scrapes the surface. Bill Murray consummate as a wiser, older soul who presents a more human face to celebrity.
It’s voyeuristic, enigmatic, sentimental.

It’s a fabulous romance.


Just a few notes about my recent vist. Love to hear your impressions of the place..

From the train it looks like one great big crazy suburb for 700 miles. There seems no urban planning. I only realised yesterday the population is 128 million in those tiny islands.

I guess a lot of it was bombed and the hasty recovery didn’t allow for order and parks and villages and green space. 

Then you come to places like Nara where there are acres of manicured grounds and beauty. I think travelling Japan by car would give a much better impression. I want to go off into the countryside if it exists and find a cute village.

Tokyo was massive, interesting. Again buildings abutting each other in seeming non-planned and fairly ugly chaos. The shops, brilliant, the people so individual and eclectic in what they wear.

Friendliness, yes!! Definitely want to be helpful. Very proud of maintaining their immediate environs.

Food. I would love to explore this more. Sometimes you just have to take a break from sashimi and have a pizza. 

Language, generally a bit of a barrier. Maybe if I was travelling alone I would have tried to speak to more locals. The writing indecipherable.

Kyoto really worth a visit. Something really peace giving about this place. Not everyone drives a prius however.

Hiroshima. Mind blowing. You all should go there. Peace man.

“Being the first one to ♥ a good poem kinda makes you a hipster, yeah?”

—   (via mermaidsbite)

What do you call it?

When a pretty girl is taking a surreptitious photo/selfie in a theatre prior to an acrobatic show of the strange man sitting behind her (me) and he totally photobombs it with a crazy peace sign?

And she laughs?


Remember man that you are dust and unto dust you shall return.

But oh what amazing stardust it is!

You tend to forget

That travel has an incredible ability to expand your perspective on so many things. Even allowing you to reaffirm that people are so similar now in many ways. The reach of corporations is absolutely mind boggling.
I guess what is more interesting is the differences. History, architecture, vistas, culture, politics.

I’m glad I developed a travel bug so young and determined to keep exploring for a long time yet.

Summer Palace Beijing in winter.