While I walked down Kyoto’s Shijo-dori, I discovered a sight I never expected to find in this immaculate city — a tangle of wires; not that it was a common sight. Continue reading Who said, only in India?
I stayed in the southern end of Chennai and walked to the closest beach, Foreshore Estate.
I passed under tall shady trees, dilapidated footpaths and cows searching for something to eat before I arrived at a long, wide stretch of beach. This sandy coastline would have been a joy to visit before the invention of plastic. Fishing boats nestled in the sand. Fishers idled in the shade of their boats or untangled their nets. Continue reading Chennai beach walk
Leaving Changi Airport, I taxied along a six, sometimes eight lane highway where not a scrap of rubbish could be seen amongst the lush trees and flowering shrubs. This was my seventh Singapore visit and I had always enjoyed the cleanliness and orderliness of the city after visiting other Asian destinations. But is Singapore still maintaining those high standards? Continue reading Sparkling Singapore
My first welcome as I stepped out of the train station in Liverpool, was Mona Lennon, a reminder of what put the city back on the map when its empire days were over. Continue reading Litterpool
Being inland up in the Andes for a couple of weeks, I needed to catch some ocean. I headed to Jambeli Island off from Puerto Bolivar, close to the border with Peru. Continue reading Beach time or so I thought