I only arrived an hour ago; enough time to have a mini-mooch, the results of which are below. I'm in the old town, at Magnolia Hotel. Over the river the skyline glitters and beckons. Still wondering if there's a Zara...
Here is a link to a guest post I wrote I while back, for The Professional Hobo; a website run by Nora Dunn, who decided eight years ago to realise her dream of being a full-time traveller and is still going strong. Her appreciation of slow travel and determination to craft a life for herself … Continue reading A Week in the Life
Back on the buses...brilliant. Jumped on a bus to David as it was pulling out, so I had to sit on the floor for the first half of the journey. Things looked up after Chiriqui rest stop, where my hand-flapping strop at an aggressive wasp made the sulky Chinese cashier laugh. By laugh, I mean … Continue reading Play me a song, beautiful
Sitting drinking coffee at the Golden Grill, I watch as Bocas slowly awakes from stupor; those who have been up since the crack of dawn mingling with the dazed, dishevelled backpackers emerging from their dorms after another heavy night out. Last night was Ladies' Night at the Iguana Bar; i.e. Free drinks for the ladies. … Continue reading On the Road Again
This is an interesting one. https://soundcloud.com/emma-jay-ashton/the-common-storm Usually, when recording, I do a kind of "rough draft" first, getting all the bits in the right places, experimenting, layering tracks. Then, I go back and do it all again, making sure it's polished, clean and complete. But it always loses something. It loses the raw energy of … Continue reading The Common Storm
Like my trendy picture? I couldn't summon up a spooky enough vibe in this tropical climate so I went with this instead. Those of you who have been following me for a while will know that around this time, as autumn sets in and Halloween approaches, I am partial to making the odd spooky ballad. … Continue reading The Witch’s Daughter
After a month winding my way up and down the Trans-American highway to reach parts of Panama other musicians cannot reach, I conclude with the following: Three things I love about travelling in Panama The three best hostels I stayed in during the journey A special report on the return to Bocas, with music, sloths, … Continue reading Hammocks of the Azuero/Homecoming