Category Archives: Travel

Travel

Return to Bath

Edin­burgh was a blast. We stayed with our friend Dr. Mouse and we climbed to Arthur’s Seat and held the whole city beneath our gaze and our feet. We bat­tled the winds and the chill and enjoyed the com­fort of warm win­ter jack­ets in spring.
(Devil tried on at least twenty of Dr. Mouse’s jack­ets and

Edinburgh

You think you might as well wait another year. A dif­fer­ent month, a dif­fer­ent bat­tle lost or won. And in the end it mat­ters not, not really. Things always change, faster than you think, more liq­uid than we can grasp. Every endeav­our, every breath, every gasp our last.
We will dis­ap­pear.
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The Cas­tle
We live in the cas­tle, away

Summer in Europe

Sum­mer in Europe. What does that mean to you?
For me, it is many dif­fer­ent things — activ­i­ties, places, peo­ple: Sun­bathing in the Englis­cher Garten, a large pub­lic park in the heart of the city of Munich. Run­ning through a Span­ish thun­der­storm at three in the morn­ing in Barcelona. Barefeet on the lawn, toes curl­ing in the

The Last Meal in Tokyo

There is enough time for one last meal in Tokyo before we retire to bed, and on the mor­row, we will wake very early and take the first train to Narita and break­fast at the air­port. We will fly home, to Kuala Lumpur, back to our Malaysian shores. It will be a warm wel­come —

Shinjuku Gyoen

And on the last day, there really isn’t much left to do but to spend the morn­ing walk­ing in the gar­dens, soft winds blow­ing cherry blos­soms into our hair, pack some bento lunch for a slow pic­nic with other lovers of this gor­geous Japan­ese spring, snatches of song in the air, watch­ing ama­teur artists and

How We Got Beaten Up by Bruce Lee at Roppongi Hills

Time is run­ning out. Only a cou­ple of days before we have depart from Tokyo and fly home. And there are still so many sights left to see? Which to see first? Which would we have to skip?
Oh deci­sions, deci­sions…
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1. Aki­habara Elec­tric Town & the Anime Manga Mania • Aki­habara
We begin with Aki­habara (秋葉原), which trans­lates

Spirited Away by Princess Mononoke

I love the films of Hayao Miyazaki, his songs of inno­cence in worlds less than inno­cent: The Cas­tle of Cagliostro. Nau­si­caä of the Val­ley of the Wind. Kiki’s Deliv­ery Ser­vice. My Neigh­bor Totoro. Howl’s Mov­ing Cas­tle. Spir­ited Away. Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea.
And my per­sonal favourite, Princess Mononoke.
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I mean — giant boars and wolf