Life in Lockdown
There’s a tree shrew that slides up the bird feeder when we lay out fruit and bits of rice. He prefers the fruit, of course- the rice is for the birds- but he knows...
Category: Malaysia
Walking Kuala Lumpur
Walking in a city where anything on wheels is superior to anything without is more than just putting one foot in front of the other. More than just Lift, Step, Repeat. It’s not always...
Notes on the Travel Bloggers Meetup 2015
It was only when we were asked to take our seats at the makeshift stage at Calavera that I began asking what I had gotten myself into. That was when it occurred to me:...
Bukit Kutu- just another hill
Step. Swish. Skid. How many times will I need to slip on this stupid hill? I asked myself angrily. It ended up being a game. I would count the number of times I skidded...
Club Med, Cherating Beach
A cool breeze was the only thing that was missing. I was lying down, propped up on my elbows with notebook and pen in hand, admiring the gorgeous blue sky and the shimmering South...
Malaysia to Thailand by car
Planes are strange things. They cut short your travel time and make travelling easy, and yet when you fly you lose out on what travelling feels like. You hop on a plane, get served...
Looking back on Bandung
I’m writing this nearly a month after returning from Indonesia. Most of the time it’s only after a media trip that I’m able to think about what actually happened. Media trips move very quickly....
A nice kind of dizzy
It happened again yesterday. The first time I felt or thought I felt the ground swaying was on Olkhon Island in Russia two years ago. About a year later, I felt the floor move...
The Bornean Frog Race
Question: When is a frog race not a frog race? Answer: When it’s not frogs, but human beings that have to race to the finish line. I’ve never had any real opinions on frogs....
A weekend at a Malaysian homestay: Looking at stars
The last time I spent the night in a kampung or village with my family was decades ago. I don’t even remember how old I was. We were at my paternal grandmother’s house and...
