A little late, but happy 2015! I try to take the first couple of weeks in January every year to reflect on the past year and firm new goals for the year. As of adventures, I thought it would be fitting to... Continue reading →
Ten snippets of the city I call home, Shanghai. Currently reading ‘Hunger’ by Australian food writer Terry Durack. It’s opening line, quoted on the cover, makes me smirk as I drink my morning tea. Unlocking my bike to head for... Continue reading →
My parents were never afraid to travel with a young child, and for that I admire them. By the time I was five I’d been through most of the countries in Western Europe with them, my mother braving airports armed... Continue reading →
In architecture we learn about deconstructing and understanding a city. A bevy of man-made forms, natural growth, olfactory events, moving forces of different speeds creating a comforting balance between reliable, fixed points of reference and that fine tissue of new,... Continue reading →
‘Wo’ 窝 in Chinese means nest, den or lair, so I’m not quite sure how a cafe so titled in one language ended up so humorously as ‘Rug’ in another. Despite such an odd and somewhat unappetising name, this eatery... Continue reading →