It’s an overcast day in Skradin, the charming Croatian town that serves the picture-perfect Krka national park. It is here that I will be shipping guests to and from, hopefully with more regularity now that the season appears to be picking up and the bad weather has finally got the message. More or less. I …

Sometime in the late April of 2013, with the summer teasing its hedonistic promise just over the horizon, I crossed the border between Slovenia and Croatia. After a relatively brief but nonetheless indulgent experience in the capital of Zagreb, I was at a loss as to where to turn next. My hitchhike to India was …

Well now, this is all very unusual, isn’t it? Some might say absurd? What on earth am I doing writing this again? It has been well over a year since I last committed anything to this digital vellum, but I assure you, dearest readers, that Looking for Stu is still alive and kicking. Kind of. …

I’ve decided to pull my finger out and write something instead of indulging in my seemingly endless talent of procrastination. What it genuinely boils down to is the fact that so much seems to have gone on in these last few months it begins to overwhelm, and so I swap the laptop glare and crumb-filled …