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For those who have been deported, the feeling is violent and forever imprinted. She and I were put back on the next plane, leaving the rest of my family behind. We were allowed to travel with my 11-month-old daughter using only her birth certificate, but when we landed we were told we could not enter the country without a passport. They do not have sweaty palms at the immigration line, nor do they get “the nod” instructing guards to pull you over for additional searching as your documents get creased and un-creased while trying to convince others that you have the right to get on the plane and enter the next place/destination. According to what I have observed, only the wealthy assume the cloak of ease – of fully validated and accounted-for travel citizens. I understand that it is a privilege and luxury to even get on a plane and move through space, so I am very aware of those who seem to travel without fear of arrest, of deportation, or of turbulence. The concept of this “third” space, this border-crossing marker has always brought up so many questions for me. In my previous life as an academic, I attended conferences across the globe and have always been fascinated with airports. Though I am loving the idea of being at home in Costa Rica more and more, and am ready to just explore this country for the next ten years, family obligations often require getting the passport out and finding my way to Juan Santamaría International Airport. Please like and follow me on my Facebook pageand on Twitter and sign up to receive very occasional emails from me.I have always wanted to write a travel blog or even a book about my observations in the countless airports I have encountered over the years on my many travel adventures. Without their support, enthusiasm and skills with wielding power tools, this signpost would still exist only in my head. Heartfelt thanks to my husband Moth, my brother Paul, my first husband Greg, and our friendly local builder Alan French for their ideas and help with this art installation. I should also add, that as the UK commits national suicide by Brexit, the signpost stands as a reminder that whether Brexiteers like it or not, the UK is part of a global community. I hope that over time, more signs will be added to the signpost.

Hong Kong – we visited many times when my mother lived there for many year.

The Isles of Scilly because it’s magic!.

We make an annual pilgrimage to the small island of Skomer, off the coast of Pembrokeshire every year (though obviously not in 2020) to visit the puffin colony.

Equidistant between my childhood home of Stratford-upon-Avon and my adult life in West Oxfordshire are the Rollright Stones, a neolithic stone circle complex.

We visited in 2011 and hope one day to see him again.

An very dear old friend to moved to Santiago de Chile 10 years ago.

As a student and lover of Dutch art, I have visited more times than I can count.

I know Amsterdam better than my own capital city.

We miss him terribly! My brother Paul – Alex’s father – painted this sign.

My nephew Alex moved to small town near Adelaide in 2017.

When my father was a visiting professor at the University of California in the 1960s, from our sitting room window we could look across the bay to see lights of downtown San Francisco.

Stratford-upon-Avon is where I was born and raised.

There’s a place for it forever in my heart.

Eynsham, where I lived for 21 years, is a beautiful vibrant village.

I was educated there, my kids were born there, it’s my adopted home city.

From the corner of the field opposite you can see Oxford‘s spires rising up just 7 miles away as the crow flies.

To properly place where I am on the planet, I need to know my bearing in relation to the North and South Poles.

There is a fine example of an ‘Oxford – County’ signpost outside County Hall in Oxford.

Freeland, Oxfordshire – At the top of the sign is a placement ‘polo’ – just like the rural road signs had that I remember from my childhood.

Colonial signpost drivers#

It’s a route popular with local walkers, dog-walkers, joggers, and horse riders, as well as a rat run for delivery drivers – how I wish they’d slow down! Signs of the timesĮach sign on “As the Crow Flies” has been hand painted with carefully chosen typography and colours: My “As the Crow Flies” signpost has been installed in our front garden on Pigeon House Lane, close to the narrow single track lane on which we live. I hope that it will raise a smile and make people think about their place on the planet.

The signpost itself is a kind of map, allowing the viewer to orientate themselves and understand where they stand (quite literally) in relation to the rest of the world.

Outward-looking – a signpost to the world My husband Moth on the left and our builder, Alan French, on the right with the first 7 signs to go up.