Let's play a game | The Freelance Explorer

Let’s play a game

Let’s play a game, use your imagination and follow along. You’re cosy in that recliner you love, you know the one. You picked it out together right after you brought …

I didn't cry | The Freelance Explorer image 1

I didn’t cry

I’ve run out of tears for the everyday. For the child tugging on my trousers in need of more things than money can buy, for the desperation in that parents …

Where will they go? | The Freelance Explorer

Where will they go?

A little girl scrutinises under a rock with her torch, carefully turning each one over looking for treasures underneath. She reminds me of myself as a child, endlessly fascinated with …

Making friends at Polykastro | The Freelance Explorer

Making friends at Polykastro

I have spent the past few days wondering how, when I finally got the chance, I might tell the story of the past five days. Agonising over the details and …

Saint Valentine and the Gasoline Wasteland | The Freelance Explorer

Saint Valentine and the Gasoline Wasteland

Valentines day was spent on a road trip across northern Greece, transporting our team of 4 volunteers, a donated Swedish ambulance and a stockpile of medical supplies almost 1000km northwest …

The evolution of an island | The Freelance Explorer

The evolution of an island

Like a small child, I eagerly gather around the storytellers of Lesvos. The old-timers who were here before the media circus arrived. Helpers who roamed the island a year ago, …

Overnighting at the Olive Grove | The Freelance Explorer

Overnighting at the Olive Grove

I’m sitting shoulder to shoulder in a crowded bar, smoke wafts and a Grecian vocalist belts out a blues rendition the red hot chilli peppers alongside a double-bass. The crowd …

Uncertainty and Empty Oceans | The Freelance Explorer

Uncertainty and Empty Oceans

Once a week I let go and get away. I escape to the relative normality of a cafe overlooking the ocean and I let the weight of the world fall …

The Days With No Boats | The Freelance Explorer

The Days With No Boats

I’m sitting in the reception, a small brightly coloured room at the entrance of Pikpa. To my right is a pile of drums taking a break from their usual residence …

Some mornings.. | The Freelance Explorer

Some mornings..

I know the contours of these mountain ranges like the lines of my own palms. Turkey mesmerises me as I gaze into it’s coastlines each morning watching for boats, the faintest …

A Rainy Sunday in Panagiouda | The Freelance Explorer image 2

A Rainy Sunday in Panagiouda

Gulls swoop and dive, riding the currents of the stormy air, oblivious to the tumultuous conditions south down the shore line. Weather conditions have been dire overnight and the ferry to …