kezlandia.

The quiet joys and foibles of solo living.

Particular Prague memories

Before my departure from Auckland for my big overseas experience, a friend showed me a photo of this historic building in Prague. From relatively young NZ, I thought it so … Continue reading

March 9, 2017 · Leave a comment

Lod Cave, lost camera

A songthaew carries eight people comfortably in the back – as comfortable as you can be, on padded bench seats in a covered 4WD utility vehicle. Our first stop on … Continue reading

October 27, 2016 · 2 Comments

Wave of relief

Ah, this amazing wave that broke over the wall, frightening a sheepdog and his small boy. It was sighted at the end of an impromptu road trip through Northern Ireland, … Continue reading

September 19, 2016 · Leave a comment

Elephants are not for riding

Playing tourist in Chiang Mai, you can’t help but notice the large numbers of companies touting elephant encounters. After observing the larger African elephant while in – well, Africa – … Continue reading

July 14, 2016 · 2 Comments

Doing Dingle (a food memory)

This photo memory has food memory attached. Food memory is quite evocative; it might be an unexpected culinary experience; a meal raises the bar for the foodstuff in question. Or … Continue reading

May 29, 2016 · 1 Comment

She was in Paris, I was in Paros

Most people remember what they were doing when they heard of the death of Princess Diana. I remember distinctly: I was at a market stall on the Greek island of … Continue reading

April 3, 2016 · 1 Comment

Rubbing shoulders with the rich and desperate

  Going to the Grand Casino at Monte Carlo seemed quite a posh thing to do, for a bunch of rowdy Contiki travellers. Not a common backpacker destination, of course … Continue reading

February 7, 2016 · Leave a comment

A sense of perspective

I’ve always prioritised the financing of my travel adventures over the funding of home renovations. Yet my scuzzy kitchen counter top was plaguing me. In 2010, I’d been saving flat … Continue reading

January 8, 2016 · Leave a comment

The colour of Madurai

In the Tamil Nadu city of Madurai,  southern India, I was out on my own – my travelling companion and I having parted ways for the moment. On my first day, … Continue reading

November 13, 2015 · Leave a comment

A nice lie down

Tell you what. It’s pretty good to have a flat-lying eight hour sleep during a long haul to London. No I wasn’t flying first or business, and I hadn’t selected … Continue reading

October 16, 2015 · Leave a comment