It’s been almost two weeks since I last posted an update, having then only just landed in Seoul: clueless as to how busy, exciting and drunken the following eleven or so days in the capital would prove. Continue reading “It’s not all Cherry Blossom and K-Pop”
This is for the lions living in the wiry, broke-down frames of my friends’ bodies / When the flood water comes it ain’t gonna be clear, it’s gonna look like mud / But I will help you swim, but I will help you swim, I’m gonna help you swim.
So go the opening lines to The Front Bottoms’ Twin Size Mattress. Continue reading “This is for the Lions”
I’m in Jaisalmer, the ‘golden city’, a city which rises out the sand like a fossil or a resurfaced time-capsule. And for the first time in a long time, I’ve found a place I can really relax. Continue reading “A Scotsman, a Dutchman, two Aussies, three Yanks and a Canadian walk into the desert”
I’ve got a draft blog post sitting here, which I may still post post-India, but which I no longer feel appropriate to post right now.
I was going to talk about the exhausting, invasive and (as I was arguing) justifiably money-hungry nature of India’s cities. However, I’ve now struck out further west into Rajasthan, and as I go I find – even if only inch by inch – less and less to complain about; less and less which stirs up my anxiety.
The algorithm is simple: the smaller the town, the friendlier the people, the more relaxed your surroundings. Continue reading “These towns, becoming like dem ghost towns”