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Read more: 144. Shanghai, you magnificent overachiever.144. Shanghai, you magnificent overachiever.
If cities were supermodels, Shanghai would be the impossibly tall, other-worldly beauty, all height, confidence and angles, with silky molasses-coloured hair, improbably bright blue eyes, flawless skin. The kind of presence you simply can’t look away from. I was struck by her scale and shine. There’s a palpable sense of pride in what’s been built.…
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133. A Singapore birthday: sweaty, scenic and surprisingly content
Read more: 133. A Singapore birthday: sweaty, scenic and surprisingly contentWaking up on a non-significant birthday, alone in Singapore on a muggy early morning, was more than fine by me. It was a day of possibilities in a life that remains studded with them. And I think that’s about the best outcome I can ever ask for, whatever number I’m quietly ticking over. Perplexity and…
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132. 48 hours in Buenos Aires.
Read more: 132. 48 hours in Buenos Aires.I love this place. Am I becoming relentless? I especially love the freedom here; I am out of the Jill fucking Brinsdon box people like to keep me in – of a certain age, of a certain profession, of a certain expectation. I am nobody here, and everybody. My hair and eyes seem to give…
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131. Last night in Bogota.
Read more: 131. Last night in Bogota.So we are back in Bogotá and I have said bye for now to my friend and host. He has work to do, and I have set myself one final task here before I fly out tomorrow – to find out how I would fit in and where I would live in Bogota, and find…
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130. Things to worry about in Colombia.
Read more: 130. Things to worry about in Colombia.Over the last couple of weeks I have seen a whole lot of surly merchandise in the markets correcting the misspelling of this country’s name by so many people, including me on the first few blog posts. I’m sorry Colombia okay? Who would buy this though, really, but a pedant? I couldn’t think of anything…
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129. I’m sad about the smart phone.
Read more: 129. I’m sad about the smart phone.I know I’m not imagining it. Each time I travel, there are more phones in front of more people, more practiced frozen selfie faces, more technology getting in between the people and the actual thing. My friend was constantly pausing and waiting while yet another selfie was taken near him; I just motored through, occasionally…
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128. Mysterious bathroom activities.
Read more: 128. Mysterious bathroom activities.I was in my friend’s apartment in Bogota long enough pay a visit to the bathroom when I was gravely informed that we don’t flush paper of any kind down the toilet in Colombia. Not even when you do a poo. Something to do with narrow pipes and weak pressure, all over the whole country.…
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