I haven't written about my time in Singapore for a reason. It disproportionately features in my most secretively hoarded memories. Whenever I think back to my time in Singapore I can feel my heart quickening and pulse racing. When I try to write about it I have a feeling not very much unlike when one... Continue Reading →
London – March 2020
When I first traveled to London in 2006, my manager had booked a house in Leytonstone. We must have spent a week there. It was a dark and dingy place, about an hour's train ride from our workplace in the docklands near Canary Wharf. After a week, a colleague told one of my roommates that... Continue Reading →
Berlin
Earlier this year I had the chance to visit Berlin. It has been about 3 months and I have not gotten the opportunity nor made the time to write about Berlin. The trip is now quickly fading from my memory, threatening to leave behind the usual vague remembrances of travel impressions. Berlin was bitterly cold... Continue Reading →
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