About Flying Gurnards: Haven't seen any Flying Gurnards lately. Still like odd stuff. And sometimes I do stupid stuff and call it spontaneous. True story. I also don't have travelling shoes. They broke before I left home (omen?) and since then it's been mostly bare feet and flipflops although I keep killing them and consequently am on my fourth pair. I miss home. And everybody that makes it what it is. I feel fortunate doing what I do where I am. And I am still full o' love for life!

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Wednesday, 23 January 2013

Dirty Old Church

Everyday on my way to work I walk past the littered ruins of the oldest on-purpose built church in the world.
It might not be an impressive archaeological site to view but it tickles my pickle that these ancient abandoned remnants are in the midst of the city with nobody even sparing a glance when they stride by. Once in a while I see visitors arriving, looking bewildered as if they are thinking 'This is it?'

My father came for a visit and together we went to the Mamluk Fort and museum. We both are quintessential sight-seers and love history so we hit up the museum first where I was pleasantly surprised by finding out that the archaeology department of the University of Victoria aided in the excavations around Aqaba. Afterwards we found ourselves all alone in the fort with our guide, got to peek in the execution chamber and admired the old palm trunks that were embedded in the walls for reinforcements.








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I vividly remember the first time I saw a pair of flying gurnards. It was a mesmerizing sight, not only due to my infinite love of unknown oddities but also because of the sheer grace and allure they exuded.
What would life be like without enigmatic experiences such as these?

Flying Gurnards & Other Concoctions contrives inspiration from both the mundane and the unusual and offers a quirky glimpse into adventurous times and enchanting encounters to be had on land and sea...
I've dusted off my travelling shoes in hot pursuit of remedies to alleviate Twitchy Feet Syndrome and its overriding nomadic nature - confronting it with a dapper dash of spontaneity, love and delightfulness