Murals can tell you a lot about a city. In Paris, sigils both lewd and literary. In Cape Town, the steampunk masterpieces. In Bangkok, on the walls of cafés, we admire portraits of the late Thai monarch, the beloved King Rama IX. We don’t recall … Continue readingIf these murals could talk
How many robins can you fit on the head of a pin? Perhaps it depends on the robins in question. If these Robins are the Dark Knight’s beleaguered sidekicks — the original Boy Wonder Dick Grayson, headstrong antihero Jason Todd, the analytical Tim Drake, trained-assassin … Continue readingAngels and robins
We must all stop somewhere, sometime, if only for a breather. After driving over 370 km and nearly all day from Taupo to Wellington, we are glad to check into our hotel, reaching it a couple of hours before sunset. Our room embraces the French … Continue readingThe wisdom of summer sweetcorn
How many people would circle once, twice, thrice, just to take pictures of a speed bump? How far have we come, from Thong Lor to Taupo. For us, there’s always Waiheke, a white wedding on a summer day. Olive trees and an endless vineyard. The … Continue readingPride is everywhere
Life has a way of suddenly changing its course, waking us up from our slumber. We think we have all the time in the world, then one day there is very little left. Or none. We’re at the Huka Falls where the Waikato River, 100 … Continue readingHuka Falls
The gallery café is just a few minutes up Mapara Road. Our hosts at Acacia Bay have recommended the eggs benny here. We park and walk, gravel crunching beneath us. It’s an Eden of painted glass and sculpted kitsch. Look closely and you’ll see everything … Continue readingOde to a tattooed barista