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all in a day’s work

The hostel thing is done and dusted and this is where I work now.

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underwater world

Just in case you’ve been wondering what has been keeping me, this is where I’ve been. Sadly, I don’t have an underwater housing for my camera and since the one that fits my camera costs about $800 it’s  unlikely I’ll be getting one any time soon. So I am reduced to scrounging photos from other […]

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pacific dreams and real estate schemes

Santa Catalina is a fishing village circled by real estate sharks. There is already blood in the water and so it is only a matter of time before the feeding frenzy begins in earnest. But right now you can still meet a surfer from Devon there who attended the same boarding school as Winston Churchill […]

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the blue zone

The news is…. I have a job! I am managing a hostel in Santa Catalina. The Blue Zone is a laid back surfer hang out that comes complete with a charming house with an ocean view, a slightly crazy dog and a definitively crazy cat. It the slow season and the regular manager is taking […]

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isolation

Small village life. Two hours on the bus to the nearest grocery store. No internet to speak of, no phone, no post. On the other hand, there is the sunset over the Pacific ocean. Whales, dolphins, turtles. Surf. Clams on the beach. Fried fish. Rainy season thunder storms. Endless star gazing.

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more blue

I going to be taking time* out in Santa Catalina on the Pacific side of Panama to do more dive training in the Coiba Marine Park. * …’time’ here referring to maybe six months or so…

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marking time in costa rica

I’m stuck in Costa Rica waiting for my new bank card to arrive. Sadly, it’s a small country and not one I’m particularly interested in. However, I can definitively report at this point in time that if you cook for yourself and camp it is not an expensive place to visit. A pineapple, a butternut […]

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(dis)continuities

Big cities exert a strange fascination and I’m glad to have a chance to get to know Mexico City a bit. My excuse for an extended stay in the D.F. is provided by David, an old friend from Sydney, who is meeting me here in the metropolis as the starting point for a couple of […]

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the golden gate

After days of cycling on zig-zag coastal cliff highway, the Golden Gate flickers through the fog like a phantom mirage.

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losing myself on the lost coast

I start to develop the urge to arrive in San Francisco when there is still 400 miles, or so, to go. I ride along the glorious coastline, in and out of giant redwood forest, but I am driven forward by an urge I can’t quite put my finger on. However, my relentless advance doesn’t stop […]

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