Japan.

I wish I could give you Hokkaido winter like you want it. Independence, structure, cultural benevolence ought to be a simple inheritence. I'm not disinterested but I don't know what it holds for me to be in a place where I can't speak, can't understand. Where my very bones ache with the cold, the two... Continue Reading →

Cycling in Europe / Learning to Cycle

A year ago, I could cycle, but I hadn't done so in two decades, and I'd certainly never done it in traffic - yesterday I cycled five miles through some of the busiest roads and junctions in the capital. How did I get here?

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