[the old yellow rolls royce]

I love travelling, have done so my entire
life. As a kid, I remember mum taking
me and my little brother for long drives.
We didn’t even have a real destination.
We just drove.

And this love grew, the whole experience
of seeing somewhere or something that
I hadn’t before excites more than most
things these days.

I think it’s in my blood. I mean my my
mum and dad moved to England from
Barbados. Which makes me British but
of Caribbean descent. Or on most forms,
Black Other.

My sister moved away also, she now works
on a cruise ship and goes all around the

The family curse as we sometimes refer
to it. An inside family joke as it were.
So, I’m next. And I’ve been doing it.

In November last year me and my
friend Tommi went to Norway, it was
awesome. It wasn’t that planned. I
didn’t even book time off work, but,
did it on the two days I had off.

So Tommi and I went to Oslo [Norway],
which like I said, was awesome. And me
and Tommi decided that we had to see
the world.

And so this month was the time for
the adventure. Although this was to
be done by myself [because Tommi
couldn’t make it this time]. This time
I went to Italy [Pisa to be exact]. The
reason for this is that I had been
wanting to go there fro some time.

Travelling on my own was a strange
experience, I mean really. There actually
used to be a time where I wouldn’t go up
to London by myself. And here I was, in
a foreign country where I spoke close
to none of the language. At first scary,
but you nkow what being by myself wasn’t
too bad. It gave me time I don’t usually

Like, for instance, I started writing a short
story whilst waiting in the departure lounge
of Gatwick Airport and in the Airport in Pisa.
But I’ve got a feeling that this story won’t
get finished.

I may get one of those european train tickets.
And by may, I mean to say if the summer
road-trip doesn’t happen. I will.

Next month and the month after that promise
to be interesting in terms of travelling. I say
this now, I need to see the world. Alone if I
have to, but I will see it.


[has photos of Italy and Norway and alot of other
stuff in all honesty]


[the train ticket I mentioned]

6 responses to “[the old yellow rolls royce]

  1. yourownpersonalmonster

    traveling’s so much fun.
    i want to go and see places so badly(:
    london’s first on the list. πŸ˜€

    haha, yeah.
    i suppose people aren’t that petty with hugs.
    i’m just overthinking(:

    when i make more password protected posts,
    feel free to ask for the password again.

  2. yourownpersonalmonster

    i wouldn’t say everyone over thinks.
    but i do.
    all the time.
    it’s a bad habit.
    but i wouldn’t say it’s anything bad.

  3. yourownpersonalmonster

    that made no sense.
    it’s a bad habit,
    but it’s not like,
    not good?
    i don’t know.
    that made no sense.
    sorry for the two comments.

  4. yourownpersonalmonster

    good to know i’m still making sense.

    lately it doesn’t seem like anything that goes on in my life makes any sense.

  5. yourownpersonalmonster

    well, i try to make as much sense as possible in the blog.
    but life in general doesn’t make sense.
    everyone seems to be lying lately,
    or being hypocritical.
    and it just doesn’t really make sense to me.
    everything getting twisted up in my head.
    i don’t know.
    i don’t enjoy it though.

  6. Love, love, love travelling! The more one does, the humbler one gets…well, thats my say on it. Bon voyage πŸ™‚

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s