Singapore: The bubbling kettle of cultures

The intense smell of durian infused our tiny Chinatown hotel room drenched in mould and poor interior design. It is a remarkable improvement from our nightmare bunker in Indiantown the morning before, where my claustrophobia kept me up almost as…

In the country that smells like rotten eggs and farts: A weekend away in Iceland

Clothed in white beauty, Iceland lives up to its name. Icy patches lead the roads to the sights, the cities and the landscape. There are two kinds of winter tourists in Iceland: those with spikes on their shoes and those…

Returning Characters

In order to keep people in my life more or less anonymous yet known to themselves, people that features in the stories are given nicknames. Some returning characters refer to real people while others refer to ideals and embodied concepts.…