Adventures in Faffmandu
faff (dialectal, British): a. (verb) to do things in a disorganized manner and without accomplishing very much. ("Stop faffing about and...
Landing in Kathmandu: Part Two
I arrived in Kathmandu on the birthday of the Buddha and the city was alive with celebration. I climbed down from the plane into a heat...
The world is wider
"There is always an enormous temptation in all of life to diddle around making itsy-bitsy friends and meals and journeys for itsy-bitsy...
Landing in Kathmandu: Part One
Mount Everest as seen from Drukair2 PLW edit CC BY-SA 2.0 The journey from Guilin was a comedy of errors that lasted for 16 hours. It was...
On the roam again
I left Yangshuo on an evening like a furnace, dripping with humidity and sweltering with light. I left in a flurry of teary smiles and...
The beauty of befuddlement and many fond farewells
The heat has come to Yangshuo. It is thick and steaming and heavy, like a blanket whose down was spun from dew. It rains in rushes and...
Life in Yangshuo
Every single thing in Yangshuo weeps. Water drips steadily from every ornate lamppost, each rooftop, each windowsill and tree branch,...
Disorientation
"For the person courageous enough to see it out, disorientation always leads to love." —Tom Robbins
Journey to Yangshuo
Landing in Guilin was like descending through an aeronautic obstacle course of karst mountain and cloud, storm-filtered sunlight painting...
Farewell to Shanghai
Sometime between the fourth and fifth day, I finally fell in love with Shanghai — the ruckus and the uproar; the staring, spitting...
