This has been said many times in the past, and that’s because sadly it is so true; That we all, each and every one of us, has known someone, a friend, a family member, even ourselves, that has fought and either won or lost a horrendous battle with Cancer!! Not to belabor the point, but here…
I’m sure we’ve all speculated, dreamed even, of what it would be like to find ourselves transported to another moment in time. In Paris, where I currently live, it’s not that difficult to do. Just turn off the neon and go for a walk. All images by the Nomad Champagne Model: Leslie Patrick Steven Moore…
Bonjour, mes ami. Usually, when I have a trip to my country of birth England planned, I get anxious, nervous even, because the bottom line is, I don’t really like being there all that much. My life is away from England, a life I’ve worked so hard to forge for myself over the last decade.…
Life begins at forty! Well that’s what they say, though I’m here to argue this ridiculous myth. By the way, doesn’t anybody know who ‘they‘ are? Seems they have an opinion about everything. Well I have an opinion too, and it’s this; Life DOES NOT begin at forty. If it did, then I’m only 3 days…
Our main reason for coming west to Java from Bali was my long standing wish to visit Borobudur, Buddhism’s largest temple. My fascination with the world’s religious structures is in stark contrast and at surprising odds with my atheism, and though I don’t adhere or subscribe to any of these institution’s beliefs, traditions and fairytales,…
A couple of days ago Leslie and I visited spectacular Borobudur, Yogyakarta, the world’s largest Buddhist temple. A blog post will follow shortly, but in the mean time, how about a quick and easy competition? How to win? All you need to do is tell me where the three pictures above were taken from? Easy,…
In this, my 100th post here on Twenty First Century Nomad, I felt it time to address as to why, in fact, I am nomadic. It’s been nineteen and a half years since I first set foot on Bali, which means it’s been nineteen and a half years since I first discovered I was nomadic.…
Hmm… How to summarize 2013 in just one word? ‘Really, really amazing?’ ‘Unbelievably good!’ I’ll settle for ‘THE BEST EVER…YET!’ 2013 didn’t start out the best, with Leslie back in the U.S and the Korean winter chilling me to the bone. But as winter gave way to spring, things soon picked up. The sun came…
G’day, possums!! Nearby Darwin lie several spectacular National parks, including Kakadu and Litchfield. With the loan of my brother’s car and with our time in the ‘Top End’ of Australia running out, Leslie and I hit Litchfield, smaller brother of the two, but none less impressive. With the outback sun scorching from above, and…
Dear oh dear!! The Brothers Grimm!! Hello guys. It’s time for another thank you. This time to it goes out to all the people that donated to my MOvember 2013 campaign, and to anyone else at all that got involved or contributed throughout the world. It really is an amazing organisation, that from very humble beginnings…
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