Puppy outside the Citadel in Hue, Vietnam.

Puppy outside the Citadel in Hue, Vietnam.

Colm FitzGerald lives in Ventura, California with his wife Anita and their dog Whoopi.

Travel seems to have always been a part of my life. When I was three, my parents decided to leave Northern Ireland and move my brother and I to Southern California. I still remember the ferry ride over to England, falling asleep to Crocodile Dundee projected onto a screen.  Flying to America, my brother and I played with our toy cars and then dozed off, face first into our in-flight meals.

Living in California, I grew up camping in the desert and taking road trips all around the state. Once, when I was maybe five or six we loaded into a huge burgundy, boat of a car and drove up to Washington. We stayed at a friends cabin in Oregon and hiked through dense forests with ferns and snakes. I remember lightning flashing over the dark Seattle skyline as we drove through on the 101 Freeway.

Since then I’ve been walking, rock climbing and traveling by various means through the United States and places like Hungary, Spain, Canada, Italy, Ireland and Austria to name a few. While I live in California and run a window cleaning business that consumes most of my time, the next trip is always hatching in the incubator.

Thank you for reading about my explorations and thoughts. My stories will be mostly about California, but sometimes will include forays into the foreign.

I hope you enjoy reading them as much as i enjoy writing them.


4 Comments on “About

  1. Hi,
    Just wanted to leave you a note that I lived your article about how to piss off a Hungarian. I’m hungarian too although I’ve been living in the UK for the past 10years. Although I’m hungarian I’m more of the child of the western world rather than the eastern one, and although I grew up there sometimes I feel a foreigner in my own country. Nevertheless I have to say I am impressed how you summed up everything so precisely! I genuinely mean it! 🙂


    • Thanks Zsuzsi! I’m literally fascinated by Hungarian culture and history. It’s one of those places that you learn nothing about in school here in the U.S.. I still have plenty to learn and Magyarul is the next big obstacle to tackle!

      Thanks again!


  2. Dear Colm,
    I loved your writings about Hungarian matters. They show love, amusement, respect. Your observations are perfect and fun to read about. I also respect you for making an effort to learn our language.
    Thank you for sharing your thought with us.
    Boglárka from Pécs, Hungary


  3. Colm, very funny and I want to add one more that my father-in-law always says. Instead of saying “Cheese!” when taking a picture to get smiles, they say “Itt repül a sült galamb!” (There goes the baked pigeon!) There’s another one I can’t quite remember, but something to of “Where one monkey goes, a thousand monkeys go” and watching my Hungarian friends take swings on a precariously attached rope into the river, this one came to mind.


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