El canguro

El canguro

Me senté frente a la lustradora de botas en la plaza arbolada de Tupiza; ella me comentó el estado polvoriento de mis botas. Era también la vendedora de diarios, y cuando le dije que yo había caminado solo hacia el Cañón del Inca, a unos siete kilómetros del pueblo,...
Postcard from Seoul

Postcard from Seoul

Seoul is like an equation with all the messy working out left in, the false starts, crossed out, taking up half the page. And so, despite the many surface similarities to Tokyo – the organic wend of its streets; the shops and restaurants that reproduce, perfectly,...
Postcard from Kyoto

Postcard from Kyoto

I wondered if going from Tokyo to Kyoto would be like going from Hanoi to Hoi An: from a working city that pays visitors no special attention to a place, with all the historical trimmings, that exists mainly for tourists. We’ve found that Kyoto has its own...
Postcard from Tokyo

Postcard from Tokyo

Tokyo makes me question some of my assumptions, my likes and dislikes. At home, I’d avoid malls and railway concourses as impersonal, artificial; here, where the smog is often so heavy that people go about in masks, malls are clean, controlled spaces. Often we...
Postcard from Saigon – Palaces

Postcard from Saigon – Palaces

When Lee Kuan Yew died recently, part of his legacy was a new form of government. Long before China adopted free market reforms, Lee was the first to demonstrate that capitalism and democracy do not necessarily go hand in hand. In Singapore he created a state in which...
Postcard from Phnom Penh – Ghosts

Postcard from Phnom Penh – Ghosts

There’s a ghostly underlay to Phnom Penh, a city beneath the city today. That city is empty. When the Khmer Rouge defeated the US-backed Lon Nol regime in 1975 and took power, their first act was to completely evacuate the capital. The city’s inhabitants...