Tag Archives: Travel Writing

Captain’s Log: Issue 12 – Culture, Grammar, Trust

I’ve been writing a weekly email distributed newsletter: commentary on my travels and reflections, as well as various contemporarly news stories. I’m sharing occasional copies of the newsletter here on the blog. Captain’s Log: Issue 12 – Culture, Grammar, Trust … Continue reading

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Iceland: Reflections

I’m unsure exactly what my preconception of Reykjavik was, possibly somewhere around the glossy tourist shots of sophisticated bars and famous nightlife, but it was subtly defied by the grounded reality. Everywhere in Iceland, there is a certain understatement, a … Continue reading

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Iceland: Transitions

Transitional spaces seem to have particular importance and prominence on islands: harbours, estuaries, and airports being the touchpoints between the island and elsewhere. Both functional and metaphorical, they are the gateways. It’s from these spaces that all roads and rivers … Continue reading

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Iceland: Abandoned

I made the trek out to the plane wreck to take the iconic photos: aluminium undimmed by age, bright against the black ash, silhouetted by the distant mountains, decaying under a clear blue sky. There were no casualties when the … Continue reading

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Iceland: The Battle Of Fire And Ice

Systems seek stability, a levelling of energy, an erosive calm. Heat sinks towards the temperate, erosion claims the highest peak. The fire and fury of the eruption is ultimately frozen as ragged rubble, fractured and tumbled, lying calmly in the … Continue reading

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Iceland: Endlessly Flowing Through Forms

The sunset casts a brilliant, low, light across the landscape, smearing silent shadows from my boots across the beach. In my hand, a hundred years, a thousand years, a hundred decades of precipitation, frozen in the form of a diamond, … Continue reading

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Switzerland: Tunnels and Bridges

I have an irrational fear of disused industrial spaces: large abandoned warehouses freak me out, especially when they have derelict, decaying doors. Don’t ask me why: i already caveated it with ‘irrational’. Once i stayed in Belgium at the end … Continue reading

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