Two weeks ago, after a teary goodbye to Mama C and my little FluffyBum (also known as my cat, Matilda), a rather wonderful, though confusingly emotional (excited, sad, happy, nervous) I landed in Hong Kong with a suitcase, a large backpack, a small backpack, a carry on cabin case, an acoustic guitar, and a handbag. …
Yoga retreats. What do you think of? A Paradise of relaxation & pampering? To me, that's a spa holiday. But still, the usual response to where I was going was as if I’d just said I’m off to be waited on hand & foot, enjoy morning massages* and a week of doing very little. *To be …
Up early for a two hour drive south-east to the Korean Demilitarized Zone (DMZ) at the 38th Parallel. The roads were empty of cars, people, and snow. We stopped off en route at a service station, and managed to purchase a very welcome & much needed cup of coffee. The scenery en route was breathtaking, …
En route to the city the buildings we passed were on average ten stories high, in a standard issue soviet housing style, usually grey, but occasionally pale green or brighter colours. We saw very few people, and those we did were generally dressed in grey coats, head down, shuffling forward quickly, as I would …
Continue reading Buildings, bowing & bowling. First night in the DPRK.
It’s been almost three years since I went to the Democratic People's Republic of Korea (DPRK) and as I still get asked about it frequently I thought I should finally get around to writing about the trip. And hopefully, at some point in the not too distant future politically, economically and socially it will be …
Continue reading Democratic People’s Republic of Korea. Part 1.
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