Travelling on the long term does weird things to your psyche. You’ll be feeling exhilarated and terrified at the same time, spinning dancing while a cave’s where your stomach should be. You’ll see the most amazing things in the day and still wake up empty, aimless, and alone. It’s part of being uprooted. It’s something … More I’m A Canadian Okay?Culture, Connections, and Home
The energy begins hitting two blocks before, the crowds? One more later. And the turn onto Nanjing Road, wide and packed with shoppers and picture-snappers, along the stone balustrades and marble dragons of the French stones decked out with luxury brands and fast food signs. The concert in People’s Square and thirty-odd dancers and toysellers … More Me and The City: The End of China, And Why I Hate Shanghai
I have a funny thing with vibes for places: sometimes a scent in the air, the sounds on the streets, the color of the sky, is gonna set me off. It’s ingrained, irrational, and yet somehow turns out to be pretty prophetic in the end. This was definitely the case in Chongqing. Call it an … More Alone Along the Yangtze (My China P4)
