I announced a while ago that my travel website is now North Facing, or more specifically northfacing.com. The site specialises in travel to the more Northerly countries of the world, but also includes broader features including overland travel from the UK. This is a 3-part guide with illustrated maps guiding you from the British Isles to Europe and then beyond to popular international overland destinations. Keeping with the overland theme I've written guides to The Trans-Siberian Railway which features loads of photos and information about the journey on-board, and also a guide to travelling on the train from China to Lhasa in Tibet, which similarly features practical information about travelling on this 48 hour journey.
The North Facing website has a brand new look which I hope you like. It's currently being tested out on the homepage and I hope to roll it out across the whole site very soon.
You may have also noticed that my main homepage at danielatkinson.co.uk is also undergoing a makeover. I decided a new look was well overdue and this is also something I'll be working on and rolling out in coming weeks.
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New travel website online
My brand new travel website is now online. Yes, this is the reason why the blog has been quiet of late, but now it's open for business (in a personal, non-commercial sort of way of course)
NORTHFACING.COM celebrates the northern countries of the world. Tired of hot, humid and noisy countries I've decided it's high time to focus on those countries I love the best, and that's just what the North Facing website is all about.
Please drop by and tell me what you think.
NORTHFACING.COM celebrates the northern countries of the world. Tired of hot, humid and noisy countries I've decided it's high time to focus on those countries I love the best, and that's just what the North Facing website is all about.
Please drop by and tell me what you think.
20070115
Stranger in a strange land
There have been no blog entries in the past few days as I've been down south in the big smoke catching up with old friends during a long weekend. It's proven an odd experience. Having lived in London for two years before setting off travelling I return to find myself like a complete stranger there. Although I know all the places there's no sense of homeliness or familiarity with what I associate with normality. It makes me wonder that whether this has always been the case and that sharing a flat with a friend merely obscured the fact.
As one of my friends correctly noted "you have a love - hate relationship with London". It's true enough. London's a place that has repeatedly driven me away and attracted me back, although currently I don't feel at all compelled to return to live there. It's a place where I tried to lead a life of others' expectations but not follow my own way.
There is a certain pressure to move to London in that it's seen as the single place in the UK where it's all going on, and this is continually hammered home by the London-centric media which never ceases to extol the virtues of the capital and the glorious lives that each of its writers is living therein. I've heard of many from around these parts who have tried their luck down south and stuck it for varying periods before in many cases giving it up in favour of alternatives. London in some ways is an extreme option. There are a great many opportunities at hand but the sacrifices required in cost of living, quality of living and density of population around you aren't inconsiderable.
The process of self-discovery is proving to be a long one. I'd have thought that I'd have this all done and dusted years ago, however it wasn't to be. Exactly what it best intended for me is not yet entirely clearly but the fog seems to be gradually lifting.
As one of my friends correctly noted "you have a love - hate relationship with London". It's true enough. London's a place that has repeatedly driven me away and attracted me back, although currently I don't feel at all compelled to return to live there. It's a place where I tried to lead a life of others' expectations but not follow my own way.
There is a certain pressure to move to London in that it's seen as the single place in the UK where it's all going on, and this is continually hammered home by the London-centric media which never ceases to extol the virtues of the capital and the glorious lives that each of its writers is living therein. I've heard of many from around these parts who have tried their luck down south and stuck it for varying periods before in many cases giving it up in favour of alternatives. London in some ways is an extreme option. There are a great many opportunities at hand but the sacrifices required in cost of living, quality of living and density of population around you aren't inconsiderable.
The process of self-discovery is proving to be a long one. I'd have thought that I'd have this all done and dusted years ago, however it wasn't to be. Exactly what it best intended for me is not yet entirely clearly but the fog seems to be gradually lifting.
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