Writer, Explorer and Travel Philosopher
The war graves section of the Pershore cemetery — 41 of these men were Canadians
Yesterday was Remembrance Day — November 11th, the day we pause to think about all those who lost their lives in the two World Wars, and in Korea and all the conflicts that have happened since.
I still remember the moment I knew — really knew — that my dad was dying.
I was in a cheap hotel in Bangkok, lying there awake trying to sleep. I’d received an email that day which said my dad had been ill, and they were sending him for some tests. One of the last lines read, “You should probably come home.”
It’s Banned Books Week.
I’m sure the majority of people aren’t aware of this. And even avid readers may have missed the news.
But this is the special time each year when we pause to think about censorship, and to remember all the great literature that has been banned, suppressed or otherwise made purposefully unavailable in an effort to control what we read and think.
I got a sneak peak inside a crucial part of the publishing industry last week when I was given the opportunity to tour Lowe-Martin’s Ottawa St. Laurent facility — where Outpost and other fine magazines are printed.
A lot of people replied by email to my last cryptic “Where’s Waldo” blog…
Well, the correct answer is “Ottawa”.
I’ve locked myself away in semi-seclusion for a month to get a solid start on a new book. And I’m pleased to report that it’s going well.
It’s time for a little game of “Where’s Waldo”…
Except… well… I’m Waldo. And I’m not wearing a striped sweater or a funny hat.
I’m on the road again. And I’m currently locked in semi-seclusion making a start on a new book.
Here’s a late-day view from my balcony:
Thanks very much to Vagabond Dreams reader “Voyageur” who took the time to drop me a line this week:
A few weeks ago I sent you an email about the end of the Palazzo Years. And I shared some photos of the amazing 400 year old house I was renting in a village called Zejtun in the south of Malta.
As it was prophesied, so it has come to pass.
Well, we’ve finally reached the 200th blog here on Ryan Murdock’s Road Wisdom.
And I’ve been struggling to think of an appropriate way to mark the occasion…
Should I come up with some sort of special “anniversary” article? Something nostalgic where I reminisce about how I got started, why I decided to blog, and all the gin-scented sweat I poured into it?
