Tag: Asia
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Do You Want Some Food Birdie? – Street Food of Burma
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Lost Posts – The Baby Burmese Nuns of Hsipaw
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Time to Turn into a Chicken Nugget
As the tears drop out onto the page i wonder. Analysis of this being a good or bad decision? Three days left in India, then transit for over two. Friends and family waiting on the platform as the train pulls into Durham City, the exact location from where all of this started. Drip drip drop.…
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Nashik in Words – The Ganges of the South
No writing for days, hours, minutes until it’s the only thing i can do. The only thing i have to do. Nashik always messes me up, always plays with my mind, always fuck’s me over big style. My second visit in four years and her power is overwhelming. She always makes me feel like i…
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A Full Circle
The sun rose as the train pulled into central station, around the same time as my hangover. Bag on back i disembark to find a quite, dark and rather empty Mumbai – sleeping taxi drivers, people selling cigarettes and combs. Rats. Back to the same guest house i started in last September, but what is the difference? So many…
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Sentences and Sections of Paragraphs from March
27/3/12 Pinky, Pinky, wake up, it’s almost four AM. ” I am awake”, i reply. The sound of the train on the track is overwhelmingly loud and fast as i try to open my eyes seven, eight times before heading to the door to smoke and look out for the approaching station. Indians stooped everywhere in deep…
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A Tiny Snapshot of Gokarna
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India – The North South Divide!!!
Weeks in Delhi looking at Art and dead previous prime ministers blood stained clothes. Camel trekking in the desert and several twenty hour train journeys in an almost freezing north India. Roof top restaurants and falling out of rickshaws whilst under the influence of cheep dark rum, taking hundreds of photographs along the way. Back to Delhi to Agra to Jaipur, all first class,…
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Jaisalmer in Gold – A Desert Festival
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The Best Temple in Asia??? The Shwedagon Pagoda – Yangon, Burma.
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Hello, Where Are You Going? I Love You. December in Cambodia and Laos
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The Little White Cube
Traveling can be so thick and fast. Sometimes all you want to do is see, sometimes rest. You become so full of experiences that you almost burst pop splat. I wish there was a small white cube in which to stop, digest and reflect between countries. A clear space to sit and think. A space…
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