*cough* *wheeze*

If you’re gonna get sick while trav­el­ling, where better to do it than the house of a Rus­sian Jewish mother who hap­pens to be your second cousin. I have had roll­mops and beet­root salad foist upon me like there’s no tomor­row, I’m cur­rently sip­ping hot...

Tallinn

Gor­geous, ancient, tiny Tallinn. First stop after the bus sta­tion is the centre of town, where, dir­ectly under the ancient town hall, the only sur­viv­ing Gothic town hall in North­ern Europe, is a stun­ningly romantic café called Tristan ja Isolde. Back to...

Menuo Juodaragis: Kernave, Lithuania

Note: the links are mostly to pic­tures I took at the festival… Black horned moon. The symbol of the fest­ival is a com­plex of runic let­ters topped with a cres­cent moon and a leap­ing stag. The site is Kernave, Lithuania, in the middle of the...

Ahhhhhhh.….

*That* was superb. Too tired to give you the full detail now, but Lithuanian folk music, mid­night drum­ming ritual with impro­vised har­mon­ies from most of the women there includ­ing me, dawn ritual by the river with Lithuanian folk sing­ers doing tra­di­tional...

The life update bit

Went out last night with other people from the hostel to a fant­astic club called Nobody Writes to the Col­onel which played hiphop upstairs and chill funk down­stairs which was dec­or­ated like Austin Powers’ den with big yellow dais­ies and red furry ovals on...