Tagged with travel

Cloudy, With A Chance Of…

‘… Who read by night above the Rhine the cloud-script of the drifting mists? It was the Steppenwolf.’ It’s stayed a refrain in my head from my first ever reading of Steppenwolf (and I’ve held on to it, despite that time I choked on my Beer Blaster when a boy at TC stepped up, “Hey, they … Continue reading

Finding Kerouac on the Grand Trunk Road…

‘Live, travel, adventure, bless and don’t be sorry…’ among the many things he said, showing us the way(s) to be. And where he’s most alive, our Jack, is the highway Sher Shah Suri laid down in the sixteenth century, 2,500 continuous kilometres connecting Chittagong to Kabul, on which you’ll still find truckers for whom the road is life. We … Continue reading