Bangkok. I haven’t slept properly in ten days and thing are getting weird. So many hours lying awake in the dark, hoping against hope that unconsciousness will overtake me; always just slightly too hot or too cold. I feel myself drifting towards the blackness, but I never get beyond limbo. Every day I eventually give … Continue reading A Page from the Jetlag Diary: Bangkok
Category: Drink
Ducking and Weaving: A Night On the Town, Beijing
I’ve eaten some pretty interesting stuff in Beijing, often involving the insides and outsides; the heads, shoulders, knees, and toes of a wide range of God’s creatures. But here, on my fourth trip to the capital, I was determined to try some transcendental Peking duck. I’d attempted it before: a few years ago a well-meaning … Continue reading Ducking and Weaving: A Night On the Town, Beijing
