 | Mad About Chicken
Born in the country of the Colonel, raised in the town of Chicken Betty, I thought I knew my Fried Chicken. Kansas City, Missouri, bred and fed, I chomped my milk teeth on crispy breasts served up at the Wishbone Restaurant and hurrie ...
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 | Water, Water, Everywhere
“I’m off to India” said Geoff, a long time Chiang Mai resident. We were discussing our plans for Songkran, the traditional Thai new year in April, and he warned s that the heat, combined with the impossibility of staying dry anyti ...
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 | The Road To Near-Disappointment
It was the orange blossoms of the breadfruit trees that excited the driver. We had driven for two hours, nearly halfway from Ho Chi Minh to Vietnam’s central highlands, in silence. But now he was smiling and gesturing wildly out of the car wi ...
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 | Piles Of Fun In Kanazawa
I keep promising myself that I’ll abandon the obligatory scan of the Calendar of Events whenever I arrive in an unfamiliar country or city.It’snever been worth the frustration. &nbs ...
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 | Memories Of Mae Hong Son
It is early morning. The sun seeps through the haze hanging over the surrounding mountains and throws a swathe of light the colour of a monk’s robe across the small lake in the village. A Thai man who looks to be in his late 40s approaches, i ...
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 | The Demon~slayer Of Kuta
I’m an electrician, not a traveller. Back in the ‘70s, when I went to Bail, instead of packing (like everyone else who was ‘on the road’ at that time) a Swiss Army knife and a Carlos Castenada book, I threw into the bottom o ...
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 | If Pigs Could Fly
If you try to check your coat at Brussels’ Air Museum, you will inevitably meet Monsieur Alfred David. Instead of doing something useful like exchanging your coat for a numbered ticket, he will politely present his card and wait expectantly. ...
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 | A Foolish Day
Several years ago, when I lived in the UK, I received the kind of telephone call that gladdens the foreign correspondent’s heart. “Arky,” the editor of a leading ...
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