A Ding-Dong Abroad

Nick Lyons' Travels from Victoria to Cochrane, and Beyond…

The Inspiration for this Blog

Sometimes I get a little silly. I get carried away, and over-excited. For instance, one New Years Eve, while attending and performing at Hank and Lily's NYE Extravaganza at the Copper , I took exception to the security guard, who was brought in for the occasion to work the door. We got off to a bad start when he asked me to move my bicycle so that it wasn't blocking the fire exit: I offered, instead, to light the bicycle on fire much to his bewilderment.

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Goodbye, Facebook.

Remember when video games ended? I am probably dating myself, but I remember saving the Princess in Super Mario Brothers; it was a big day for me-- I felt a profound sense of accomplishment because I finished it and, by... Continue Reading →

Lovina Life

*this is the second part in an ongoing series of posts about my travels so far. You can read the first one here. I woke up to knocking. At first I tried to ignore it, but it got louder and... Continue Reading →

An Honest, Open Letter (Part One)

I arrived in Hanoi exactly three weeks ago, so it makes sense that I write this now. Three months ago, I left for Bali. I didn't have any money but my parents were kind enough to lend me $300 toward... Continue Reading →

The Harp John Chronicles: Part I

I met Harp John in the middle of a double date. My girlfriend at the time, a couple friends, and I were sitting at the bar at Clive’s  digesting  the large Chinese feast we’d consumed only an hour prior. It... Continue Reading →

Drumheller, Again

The following is an excerpt from Bound in Blood and Skin. Luc often embarked upon long, solitary journeys through Drumheller’s sun-baked sand. He never grew accustomed to the vast, barren and ever-changing desert, and went there without water or sunscreen,... Continue Reading →

They Scream Leviathan

The following is an excerpt from Bound in Blood and Skin... In spite of Luc’s skill, one fish had always managed to elude him and the rest of us. The way I see it, every village has its monster.  Stories... Continue Reading →

On the Far Side of Sane

We didn’t have to wait to be triaged when we got to emergency. They didn’t take my blood pressure, and I didn’t have to show them my insurance card. Maria just gave our names, and the receptionist smiled. “We’ve been... Continue Reading →

Of Money and Ants: A Meditation

 “Nature is, above all, profligate. Don't believe them when they tell you how economical and thrifty nature is, whose leaves return to the soil. Wouldn't it be cheaper to leave them on the tree in the first place? This deciduous... Continue Reading →

Culture Shock: My First Thirty Days in Ubud

A lot of people have asked me if I've experienced culture shock since moving to Bali: the simple answer is that I haven't. I was half lucky, and half strategic to have landed in Denpasar. My best friend was here... Continue Reading →

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