It’s like waking from a dream. To have your travel eyes open. The picture is so large, the essence of self disperses into the differences around you. All things become tolerable. There is no ‘one right way’. Each culture, each movement, each moment becomes a series of events so pure, so interwoven that it becomes [...]

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All countries have an expansive culture, china is no exception. Her mood swings and beauties as great as a rock star. Yet sometimes only one word can describe an entire country. In Israel, it was ‘suspicious’. Here, it is ‘puffy’. Nearly all of china is puffy – it’s miniature dogs in the towns, it’s Dr [...]

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My first morning in China, and I wake at 5.30am to a bright cloudy sky. I sneak out of the dorm and head right. I have a good feeling for right. The dark grey and reds of the single story ancient hutong, the communal housing around courtyards, and quiet alleys that have been the mainstay [...]

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It’s Christmas 1997, I’m hitching a lift in the back of a truck, up the steep sides of Mt Elgon. My first day in Uganda and I’m wrapped like a mummy up to the eyeballs, the thin red dust filters through every pore- I imagine as I blink, tiny pockets of it are storing themselves [...]

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Gentle breezes rock the waiting boats. Each man sits in the rear slumped over the hand built motors. Taken from the inside of a lawnmower or car, the dead give-away is the ‘Victa’ or ‘Toyota’ written on the side. The boys, usually their eldest sons run up and down the front of the boat and [...]

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