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The Cloud

A cloud rolls over the horizon .. As it does, it absorbs the environment below..

That’s what travel is I think.. Clouds rolling through the air, absorbing ..

The same as learning a new language or instrument. As we set out on the journey with our preconceived ideas of what we think we’ll learn..

Then, we actually learn .. We absorb .. What we thought we’d learn is irrelevant as the person whom we were is no longer there, they’ve grown into something else

.. ‘The Quickening’

Reinhold 'Gaffa' Quisenberry Holt

August 19, 2015

Parisian Musings

When I worked in NZ at a Bar for a summer I met the people coming back from their tours in Antarctica. Typically I think they went for about 6 months. I always asked ‘what’s it like?’.. as you do. Anyway, I noticed that everyone could some it up with one word. Most said – ‘Cold’.

I thought.. hmm, is that it?

But… I noticed, that as I met more and more people whom have traveled to different places they tended to sum it up with one word, perhaps only on a subconscious level. For example, Singapore – It’s ‘Clean’.

Anyway, I’ve noticed this more and more. What I also noticed, is that when you go to a place you’ve not been for a few years, whether you’ve lived there or not, you can typically notice things immediately that stand out, which then quickly disappear into obscurity a few days later… I tended to find three words for this.

Anyway… So Paris, I think: Contrasted. When coming back to Paris a while back from somewhere… The three words I came up with were: Dark, Dirty, Interesting… with emphasis on ‘Dark’. For Perth I think; Nice Beach, London; Boring, Milan; Creative, Marseilles; Underworld. Anyway… random observations ;()

Keep Travelling,

Paris Chapter, August 2015, Day: 535

Reinhold 'Gaffa' Quisenberry Holt

January 21, 2015

What makes one a Global Mind?

Once one travels so far and wide they become aware of a parallel universe which the traveller journeyman or expat is part of. It is a sub culture that was always there, although slightly obscured to our vision, and never known until one has lived it. But, yes, it does exist, and it is that subculture that the traveller, from that point on, seeks out.