St. John’s, Newfoundland, Canada

Back in 2004 I visited Canada… for about an hour. I walked across a bridge, looked at a big waterfall, and then walked back again. Niagara Falls was very impressive, but I’ve not been back to Canada since. A few days ago I visited St. John’s, Newfoundland, at the end of a cruise. I had to leave the ship and head to the airport, but not until 4:30pm.

My first plan was to head to a small town near St. John’s. There is nothing of interest in this town, but I wanted to visit anyway. Why? Because the town is called Dildo.

This lead to much amusement when I mentioned it on twitter and Facebook, mainly due to the many puns. But it would be quite expensive in both time and money, so I decided to let that plan slide. No puns this time.

I decided to walk towards Signal Hill, a big bluff at the mouth of the harbor. It’s the location of Marconi’s first ever transatlantic radio transmissions. Such a transmission was thought impossible, but trying it out lead to the radio waves bouncing off the ionosphere instead of just running in straight lines into space.

A labrador! Although Labrador is the province next door to Newfoundland, they are represented by sculptures. There were also some Newfoundlander dog sculptures, but I didn’t take photos of them.
A labrador! Although Labrador is the province next door to Newfoundland, they are represented by sculptures. There were also some Newfoundlander dog sculptures, but I didn't take photos of them.

There are lots of painted wooden buildings in St. John’s. Unfortunately none of them piqued my photographers eye. But this bird box did.
There are lots of painted wooden buildings in St. John's. Unfortunately none of them piqued my photographers eye. But this bird box did.

The entrance to the harbor, guarded by cannons, with the city in the background.
The entrance to the harbor, guarded by cannons, with the city in the background.

Culver’s tower on top of Signal Hill.
Culver's tower on top of Signal Hill.

This is the location of that first ever transatlantic radio signal reception antenna, the reason this is called Signal Hill. It’s also REALLY windy.
This is the location of that first ever transatlantic radio signal reception antenna, the reason this is called Signal Hill. It's also REALLY windy.

A small dog.
A small dog.

A labrador! a real one this time.
A labrador! a real one this time.

Ashley, my fellow adventurer, recently unbraided hair blowing in the wind.
Ashley, my fellow adventurer, recently unbraided hair blowing in the wind.

The walk was much longer than expected, as we took the more adventurous route back down Signal Hill. I was fine, but someone else was wearing flip-flops.
The walk was much longer than expected, as we took the more adventurous route back down Signal Hill. I was fine, but someone else was wearing flip-flops.

The fishing village part of the city. Note the buildings falling into the sea. This was one of the many results of a single freak wave earlier in the year.
The fishing village part of the city. Note the buildings falling into the sea. This was one of the many results of a single freak wave earlier in the year.

Ashley and me, surprisingly sunburnt.
Ashley and me, surprisingly sunburnt.

I always love checking out second hand bookshops in all the cities I visit. It’s a pity I didn’t have time to look about much, as I had to get back to the ship in time to leave the ship.
I always love checking out second hand bookshops in all the cities I visit. It's a pity I didn't have time to look about much, as I had to get back to the ship in time to leave the ship.

That’s it as far as photos go! I did get some video of me juggling in Canada/Newfoundland, but due to the strong wind, I couldn’t do anything particularly interesting. Except, that is, straddle a cannon for full on phallic symbolism.


Juggling in Namibia

Yesterday I visited Namibia for the first time. Whenever I arrive somewhere new I like to go out and do something fun. The evening before I asked Chris, another entertainer on the cruise ship, if he wanted to go on a mini-adventure. We took a taxi out to one of the highest sand dunes in the world, one called Dune 7. There we climbed the 300m high dune, jumped into the sand, juggled a bit, and ran back down the side. I would have maybe done more, but I had a show last night and wanted to save a little bit of energy.


Iceland and Greenland

The weather was terrible at the first stop in Iceland. Seydisfjordur isn’t really a jumping place, so all I did was go to a hotel to use the internet.

In fact, the rain was so bad, I spent part of the morning watching Dexter. I finished all of season 3 in two days.
In fact, the rain was so bad, I spent part of the morning watching Dexter. I finished all of season 3 in two days.

My only photo while off the ship in Seydisfjordur, some wooden sculptures.
My only photo while off the ship in Seydisfjordur, some wooden sculptures.

Guest entertainers get nice cabins with windows, but often those windows look out onto life boats. I only notice the man working on the boat once I’d stripped off my wet trousers.
Guest entertainers get nice cabins with windows, but often those windows look out onto life boats. I only notice the man working on the boat once I'd stripped off my wet trousers.

Reykjavik! A silhouette of the cathedral.
Reykjavik! A silhouette of the cathedral.

I visited the Blue Lagoon for the first time. I took a bus out from Reykjavik by myself because I couldn’t secure a place on the crew tour.
I visited the Blue Lagoon for the first time. I took a bus out from Reykjavik by myself because I couldn't secure a place on the crew tour.

I didn’t take many photos, but did get some video.

The part of the blue lagoon where swimming isn’t a good idea.
The part of the blue lagoon where swimming isn't a good idea.

Jon and Stewart.
Jon and Stewart.

As I met up with the crew tour at the lagoon, I decided to sneak onto the bus for the journey back to the cruise ship.
As I met up with the crew tour at the lagoon, I decided to sneak onto the bus for the journey back to the cruise ship.

Greenland! My first time visiting the biggest island in the world. This is a glacier near the entrance to Prins Christian Sund, a channel between the mainland of Greenland and some small islands. The helicopter flew the length of the channel, to make sure it was clear of ice.
Greenland! My first time visiting the biggest island in the world. This is a glacier near the entrance to Prins Christian Sund, a channel between the mainland of Greenland and some small islands. The helicopter flew the length of the channel, to make sure it was clear of ice.

Another glacier. The ship stopped close to this one, and the officers on the bridge sounded the whistle. The blast of sound knocked a huge chunk of ice off the front into the water. It’s good to see a plan come together like that.
Another glacier. The ship stopped close to this one, and the officers on the bridge sounded the whistle. The blast of sound knocked a huge chunk of ice off the front into the water. It's good to see a plan come together like that.

Kids on the ship playing their own version of Jenga.
Kids on the ship playing their own version of Jenga.

A waterfall.
A waterfall.

Looking back along the sound.
Looking back along the sound.

A typical Greenlandic village. Population: 160. Main income: seal hunting.
A typical Greenlandic village. Population: 160. Main income: seal hunting.

The village scrap heap.
The village scrap heap.

A sailing boat rounding an iceberg.
A sailing boat rounding an iceberg.

Qaqortoq from the top of the hill.
Qaqortoq from the top of the hill.

The Ocean Princes and the Saga Ruby (a ship I worked on last year) anchored off Qaqortoq.
The Ocean Princes and the Saga Ruby (a ship I worked on last year) anchored off Qaqortoq.

A helicopter flying past the Ocean Princess.
A helicopter flying past the Ocean Princess.

The same helicopter.
The same helicopter.

A test shot for a juggling clip. I stood on the edge of this ridge, and tried not to fall off the cliff.
A test shot for a juggling clip. I stood on the edge of this ridge, and tried not to fall off the cliff.

Here is that juggling clip.

A pond on the top of the hill.
A pond on the top of the hill.

The Saga Ruby.
The Saga Ruby.


The Blue Lagoon

The Blue Lagoon is an artificial lake, created by the outflow of a geothermic power station near the international airport in Iceland. I’ve visited Reykjavik so many times that I can spell it correctly without looking it up, but I’ve never visited its most popular near-by tourist destinations. Today I took that opportunity! Just after I arrived a crew tour turned up, so I hung out with all the people I’ve met on the ship. I got some footage of me juggling, and other crew members joined in too.

It turns out that 10cm stage balls, when wet, are very hard to launch. On my first go with 5, when they were dry, I had no problem. After that I had to resort to other techniques.


Faroe Islands

My first time in the almost-country called the Faroe Islands. This is a collection of islands half way between Scotland and Iceland. I flew in, past towering cliff and rolling hills, and landed at the tiny airport. On the way to the hotel me and another entertainer chatted to the taxi driver about killing and eat whales, and the fact that Elton John was performing at the football stadium that evening.

I decided to go out for a walk, and caught a bus out to a random location, planning to walk back to the capital city, called Torshavn. Instead I ended up walking along the coast, trying to time my hike so I got a great view of the sunset at an appropriate time. I knew the hills would look good under the clouds, as I’d flown that same route a few hours before.

There are lots of sheep.
There are lots of sheep.

In a tiny village there is a whole house built out of driftwood.
In a tiny village there is a whole house built out of driftwood.

This door was locked, but I took a photo through the hole. It’s like a museum. I decided to process this image to make it look old.
This door was locked, but I took a photo through the hole. It's like a museum. I decided to process this image to make it look old.

This is a sheep. It is tied on a leash. It mows the lawn of a house, and lives in a kennel. The kennel has a turf roof. This is very, very Faroeish.
This is a sheep. It is tied on a leash. It mows the lawn of a house, and lives in a kennel. The kennel has a turf roof. This is very, very Faroeish.

A cute boy who lived in the old house with the sheep. I tired to get a photo of him, the sheep, the lawn and the kennel together, but it just wouldn’t work.
A cute boy who lived in the old house with the sheep. I tired to get a photo of him, the sheep, the lawn and the kennel together, but it just wouldn't work.

Many buildings have turf roofs. This is a classic postcard shot of an old shed.
Many buildings have turf roofs. This is a classic postcard shot of an old shed.

Another sheep.
Another sheep.

A bird and a sheep. Not a good photo, but funny.
A bird and a sheep. Not a good photo, but funny.

Birds flying in front of the mountains.
Birds flying in front of the mountains.

A horse.
A horse.

A silhouette of a horse.
A silhouette of a horse.

Not a volcano, just a hill creating its own cloud top.
Not a volcano, just a hill creating its own cloud top.

A deep gorge leading to the sea. I got a video of me juggling in front of this.
A deep gorge leading to the sea. I got a video of me juggling in front of this.

Sunset! The plan worked! I took some quite uninspired but otherwise technically acceptable HDR photos.
Sunset! The plan worked! I took some quite uninspired but otherwise technically acceptable HDR photos.

Another one.
Another one.

A long exposure HDR shot of a small waterfall.
A long exposure HDR shot of a small waterfall.

The lighthouse over Torshavn.
The lighthouse over Torshavn.

That’s all the photos! I mean, I took a photo of the Elton John concert poster, but when I walked around Torshavn I lacked all motivation for photography.