One of my favourite things to do when I travel is to get some time alone and find a place to sit near a busy public transport hub. It could be the edge of a fountain, a small eatery with chairs outside, a staircase or even simply leaning against a wall out of the way... Continue Reading →
A Love letter to kopitiams in the rain
Earlier this summer, I met up with a friend on a hot and humid June afternoon. The recent rains have been a huge relief to Hong Kongers, so much so that we've been compelled to utter a word of gratitude after complaining nonstop about frizzy hair and humidity. Just before another burst of showers fell... Continue Reading →
Eveningness
How to even begin my first random rambling post? Today it's all about something I hold close to my heart - Eveningness. What is this "eveningness", you ask? First and foremost, is a feeling that we all hold deep within ourselves. From Penang to Hanoi, Kathmandu to Chittagong, Nairobi to Cairo—it's the thing you sense... Continue Reading →
An ode to pithas and winter kitchens in my dad’s village
Smell is a powerful thing, it really is. I live near a Chinese graveyard so there’s no shortage of old ladies climbing up the hills every weekend to burn offerings for their loved ones. Some things smell quite nice when burning, like paper notes and mini wooden houses. Others, not so much. Once, my neighbour... Continue Reading →
