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The weather is beautiful today. We got up early this morning because my dad found a udon bistro that was featured on his favorite food show. He was determined to try it. As expected, it was located in a labyrinth of narrow streets. We walked long distance to get there. The bistro was sixty years old, meaning the owner started to learn cooking noodles when he was a kid about my age and is still making udons as an old grandpa. The noodles were incredible, truly one-of-a-kind. This must be what udon ought to be like, the rest are all wrong! However, on the contrary to its food, it was the shabbiest eatery I've ever seen. Can you believe there was a manhole between the table where we ate and the counter? The tables and chairs were so old and worn-out that I couldn't even tell what color they were. While we were eating, a spider crawled onto my dad's back. Of course, he didn't mind it at all. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it, weirdo! Regardless, it was a unique and interesting experience for me.
16 okt. 2024 12:38
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What was it that helped you decide to go it alone? What were the pitfalls? What surprised you about it? Would you do it again? Let me know - I am a solo traveller again. I started back in the late 1980s by hitching a ride onto a ferry to find myself walking across France, hoping to pick grapes and to escape a depressing situation in my late teens in the UK. After a few months, I ended up in Switzerland building a hotel before Christmas arrived and I became homesick. But, for much of that solo journey, I had never been so alive, so close to the edge, so in tune with my instincts to survive to find a way to discover myself. Here I am, kids raised, all grown up and left home years ago; and once again I am travelling solo around Europe initially and now the UK (rediscovering the land of my birth after 20 years living mostly on the other side of the globe). And, now as a permanent nomad over these last 3.5 years, I think I have found the perfect lifestyle for me in my late 50s: Challenging and ever changing as I move every month or so to a new location in the city or more likely the countryside - and always my students travel with me - my glue keeping me focussed, on track - every day of the week for a few hours a day I seem normal - whatever that means.
16 okt. 2024 11:20
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