The written thoughts of a traveller.
Touring with Rock ‘n’ Roll bands; exploring Europe and the world; flirting in bars… and some naughtiness.
Oh, and all with a trombone. Enjoy..
This is a made-up job if ever I saw one. Sitting in this “goonbox” is a bored-looking chap with a sallow complexion, almost that of a troglodyte. Dotted all over the city, men snooze in these booths, occasionally glancing at the traffic. Their job, ostensibly, is to watch for motorist misdemeanours, radioing ahead if a
I recently pitched this to the UK magazine, Wanderlust – for the “Travel Rant” page. It is now due to appear on the Letters page instead so I think I’m safe to reproduce it here: Vaccination is big, big business. The pharmaceutical industry – a consummate master at making money – tells us that we
Do you know the most difficult part about writing a blog whilst on tour? Actually, there are two major impediments to my writing the blog: the first is choosing which pictures to use, the second is internet access. I find myself skulking near the AC/DC Production Office with a laptop, furtively crunching my photos into
Three glasses are set down upon the table. ‘Cherry liqueur?’ offers Ivana. Oozing hostly largesse, she pours a murky liquid from a suspicious-looking bottle. ‘You always get offered an alcohol drink in northern Croatia,’ she says, ‘and it’s usually home made. If we have it, that is.’ She smiles and introduces Ben, a German traveller
Apparently I share my birthday – May 25th – with Towel Day. Don’t ask, just check out the link. This is me stalling for time, by the way. I haven’t got round to writing up the adventures in the Balkans on the AC/DC Tour yet…but they are coming. Oh yeah, they are coming.
For those of you who ploughed through last year’s exploits, welcome back to the AC/DC Black Ice Tour. For new recruits: beware! Language may be a little colourful, and I don’t tend to pander to the politically correct. For newer readers, you might as well know straight off the bat that there will be nothing
“What goodness Zesta?” asks my perfectly-postured waiter. He beams, almost imperceptibly shakes his head, and hovers unnecessarily at my breakfast table. Beneath a high-ceilinged veranda, the conversation has reached a stalemate. A light breeze blows as I sip the finest cup of tea I’ve tasted so far in Sri Lanka, and I look at my
“The train officially leaves at 10.30 a.m., but it will be late.” Nimal, the manager of Wathsala River View Inn in Dalhousie, beams knowledgeably. “It is always late,” he adds. In the background, Adam’s Peak, an important pilgrimage site, looms imposingly at 7,360 feet. The air is clear and tranquil this morning, punctuated only by
Airline tickets on low-cost carriers can be extremely cheap at first glance. But that’s before the addition of a cauldron of hidden expenses that can ensnare the unsuspecting traveler. Paying for your flight, for example, should not be an “optional extra”. The good news is that you can avoid these add-ons. With a little
“Barnaby’s thoughtful musings on his voyage through life. You are not alone as you travel that valley my son.”
Father Pius Smith, Hastings.
