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, 6 February 2013

Snow in the Desert

As soon as it snows I am one of the first to run outside and jump around in it like a lunatic new-born lamb. I am known for starting epic snowball ambushes, making impromptu snow angels & you can always count me in for a midnight tobogganing session with my pals.
Snow sculptures are awesome too. One year I made a roasted pig out of snow, complete with an apple stuffed in its mouth which was neatly plucked out by deer every night (I lived in an orchard then so the stolen apples were easily replaced).

But snow in the desert? Yep. It is pretty crazy. January brought the white stuff to the Middle East and even the ancient city of Petra got dusted. Roads were closed off and many Jordanians were having a lot of fun sledding around.
The unusual weather has also created serious problems. Most affected are the tens of thousands of Syrian refugees. Snow, rain, and wind have battered the refugee camps and in Zaatari tents were flooded and people were evacuated. The situation is worsening. I've been told that many Syrians need to 'pay' to get their families safely across the border. These people, who are running for their lives, leaving all they have behind in a desperate attempt to escape the war that is raging in their home country are being bribed by Syrian custom officials... An amount that most can't afford to pay (Read more about it here)

For an article and video about the Zaatari refugee encampment in Jordan click here.


 







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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