The Swordsman

The central shops of Marrakesh all pander to the tourists that pack the market streets, all seemingly selling the same items.  Trinkets and bracelets all identical to the next.  I wanted something different, a better story to tell.  After a while exploring the streets away from tourists I found a small shop.  I was met … More The Swordsman

Bookshop Thoughts

There‚Äôs a magic to bookshops. Those that are familiar and those of unknown cities with books in languages you cannot read, hidden down twisting back streets.  The books hold within their pages the thoughts and knowledge of another.  Written testament to their experience and imagination to be passed down.  Human history and the world around … More Bookshop Thoughts

The Wise Man

A message arrived.  It read he would be travelling through the tropical island on which I was staying. It had been close to six months since we first met and travelled together.  I have always, wherever possible, made every effort to spend time with friends in person.  A few messages back and forth we found … More The Wise Man