Here, within sight of the beach and the hundreds of cheering onlookers it felt as if it might all unravel at the very end. The final hurdle of getting through the last line of breakers and on up to the sandbar seems impossible.… Read More
I’ve always known that a drowning man will pull down their rescuer to save themselves.
I understand it, that final animalistic will to live overriding everything else. At the time there is only that moment – survival or death. Guilt and judgement can come later, and from the safety of shore.… Read More
I’ve come-to lying on my back on the sand. The sky above is grey and the sound of the crashing waves is the only thing to be heard over the screams of a wailing mother.
I feel sick. Like I’ve just eaten at Golden Corral then climbed into a tumble dryer.… Read More
I always imagined saving a life would be a clean, heroic act. A trying moment after which one could, exhausted, bask in the praise of a job well done.
In practice, covered in my own vomit, and filled with unexpected guilt, I found myself unable to meet the hollow gaze of the young man I had just pulled from the sea.… Read More
I arrived into Kathmandu on the eve of the year 2073. For the non-lunar calendar users say that puts us at about April 13th, 2016. The city one year on from the earthquake was lively and gearing up for the evenings festivities.… Read More
The temple complex at Preah Vihear is stunning. Not for the temple itself. No, that sort of grandeur comes from the behemoths of ancient architecture at Angkor Wat.
At only a mile long, Preah Vihear is dwarfed by the towering faces of Angkor, but they say sometimes it’s not the destination it’s the journey, and in this case it’s the truth.… Read More
Psychologists say that the most common shared dream, aside from being naked in front of a crowd, is having your teeth fall out.
Herodotus believed that the dream portended death. It’s an easy allegory to make. The passing of time, … Read More