Introduction

I started this blog in 2017, unsure if it’s a good idea or not, but thought that the best way to find out is to try. I thought it may be a nice way to record a travel diary, perhaps as an alternative or supplement to using FaceBook. We’ll see what happens.

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Travelling alone is different from travelling with friends or family, so I was attracted to the idea of writing a blog for myself to record my thoughts and feelings and observations, in the spirit of “How do I know what I think until I see what I say?”, a little notice that I used to have taped to the bottom of my computer screen. I enjoy taking and sharing photos too, to somehow capture the experience for myself and for those not able to be here.

For example, I loved the early morning view out my hotel window in Alice Springs in 2017, and it’s nice to have the above photo as a reminder. (If you’ve not had the good fortune to go to Alice Springs, I hope you like the photo too.) The other picture at the top of this post is of the lovely Connemara National Park in Ireland, which I was lucky enough to visit in 2016 with little sister Cherrie Searle. Irish countryside is lovely, but in a different way. I expect only very rarely to include photos of myself, however; I guess I’m still not part of the selfie generation.

I expected my blog posts to be short, with a selection of relevant photos, but also thought that sometimes they may be longer (e.g., when I don’t have time to make them short). Only time will tell. My posts stopped for a few years after a computer mishap in Switzerland and then were interrupted by the chaos of Covid, so only a some of my recent adventures have been recorded here.

You are welcome to follow and interact with my travels if you wish. Either pop in to this site when you feel like it, or subscribe to it via the link on the right and get an email alert about a new post. I’ll do my best to respond to constructive feedback, as I’m just learning how to do this and will mostly learn by my mistakes, as we all do. But as they say, or at least they ought to, when you stop learning, you’ve stopped living …