travels with an ageing punkrocker/publisher
Global lounge hopping. Got to check out the KrisFlyer lounge at Perth Airport, now in the Gold KrisFlyer Lounge at Changi. Airport lounges are, to use the words of Jason Fischer, a place of “free toast”. I didn’t actually check if the Perth one had a toaster, but it had food basics (bread, sushi, noodles, rice, curry, bombay sapphire) everything […]
Read moreThe end. Woke up in London, packed all the last minute stuff, and had out last continental breakfast. Also 5 minutes for my last errand, leaving behind the contained mum’s ashes were in. Took this to the church around the corner, St James. Tried to find someone to speak to, in the end I wrote a note, lit a candle, […]
Read moreThe last couple of days having got to me, and stuff and life and headachhes and not enough water meant that I was awake at 2.16am and never properly got back to sleep. Tried a number of ways, different positions, turning upside down on the bed, propping myself into a chair with a blanket, couldn’t get comfy, couldn’t relax, couldn’t […]
Read moreDay 1 – Perth-Dubai-Casablanca 10363 metres up, somewhere over the Arabian peninsula. Some time after breakfast, where I was offered croissants and coffee until bursting. The seat moves in more angles than I can count, and massages my back, bum, thighs, and calves as I type. There’s a menu offering me the choice between 18 year old Chivas Regal and […]
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