Entering a new country without speaking the language on any level would be a powerful hindrance to setting up a social life for anyone. I was prepared to face many hours alone w...
Damn I love this camera! Sometimes I caress and stroke it, touch every surface and the lovingly pack it away again. Then I get love sick and take it out again! A shame I donR...
Every other year, Jenny and I visit NYC the week of Thanksgiving. It coincides with the week-long break that the university grants to students and faculty. The trip ...
You might have bumped into my previous post here about documenting Beijing’s modern architecture. Despite saying that I was “constantly exploring and looking for m...
“Human-being will always repeat the same mistakes”(“人は同じ過ちを繰り返す”)...
Green is my favourite colour by a good margin, and it’s probably mainly because I like being around plants. I find lush tropical plant life relaxing and reassuring. It lo...
One day in last November, my mom was telling me a plan her classmates from college came up recently about traveling to some small towns in Japan. In spite of work-related issues...
The village of Cidões has just 20 inhabitants. It’s located in Trás-os-Montes, in the northern inland of Portugal. Every year, on the Saturday after 31 October, ...