Bemvindos a Portugal.

Every now and then you get an opportunity to do something amazing. Something that money can't buy, that no magic can create and no drug can manifest. It is a time that will be extracted from your own history book and repeatedly told at dinner parties and social work events. It can never be fabricated, it can never be replicated and it can never be replaced. As the memory floods in it will you put a childish smirk on your face but then leave you with a reflective sadness of a time long gone. These opportunities should never be passed up, never contain regret and always remind you that the world is not all that bad.

Drowning Your Summers.

I first realised about a month ago when my bank balance read zero, it was then confirmed shortly after when the temperature outside dropped to the same depressing figure. The resulting conclusion? Reality had struck! I knew it was inevitable, but when the fantasy life of my European summer holiday came to an abrupt holt, it hit me like the pounding headache from a post Pimms binge.
So now here I am, left with only fuzzy memories of an amazing four months brought into a focus on those rare nostalgic days when I look back at photos. All I have to do now is hibernate for another four months and do it all again next year. Cheers to that!

Man On A Train.

I took this on my train ride back from Edinburgh. I just thought it was such a classic image of that boring train journey. The reality was it was not boring at all, well not to me who still finds dried leaves on the floor as a playground for the imagination.

Poor But Sexy.

So an awesome road trip was darkened when our rental was broken into and most of my stuff was stolen. This devastatingly included my camera. The only logical solution that didn't completely destroy my already crippled wallet was to buy a 3euro disposable and continue snapping away. I'm glad I did because Berlin loves a good photo.

Haggis and Happy Days.

I have been living in Edinburgh for the last two months. working hard, partying harder. I'm sure I will have more photos to upload as I go on but I thought I would share these ones to get started.

Bwani Junction.

I came across this cool little indie band from Edinburgh called Bwani Juntion. They are a cross between Vampire Weekend and well Scotland.

London Calling.....Hello?

What was originally planned for seven days, quickly turned into a month long London adventure. I am not sure if it is the charm of the old buildings, parks and royal history? Or the people both local and tourist? Or the simple fact that it is London. What ever the reason it has been a great time.