China
That night, we turned our goodbyes into mulled wine
There was a chill in the air. Steam rose slowly, the smell of spices and fruit mixing with the sweetness of scented candles. My friend and I sat on cushions…
No More ‘Beef With Rice’
When I left for Sichuan, China, the last thing I expected was to end up in an obscure hotel, splayed out on a cold marble floor outside a stranger’s room,…
When in China, Take the Slow Train
I had only the frigid Beijing air and my large suitcase for company as I waited for the 7.30 train to Chongqing. 30 hours and over 1,800 kilometres separate Beijing…
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