1,326 days is a very long time, so painfully long that I actually winced as I calculated it. Until I arrived in Panama yesterday, I had not visited a new country since setting foot on Senegalese soil on 10th June 2017. After three weeks in the UAE and Brazil, I can finally nudge my country …
STREET ART – ARCHITECTURE – CRAFT BEER – PEOPLE In no order of importance, these are the four criteria by which I evaluate the urban exploration ranking of any given city that invites me to visit. It is no surprise that New York, Melbourne, Cape Town, and Tokyo are my all time favourite urban playgrounds, …
It is all about the timing. It always has been, with me. As my fingers hovered above the mousepad button in my hotel room in Dubai, I could almost sense that moment of scientific discovery in a faraway laboratory. That exact moment when the researcher pulled his head back from the microscope, petri dish awash …
Whilst this most unexpected of first travel destinations may have provided aesthetic and cultural stimulation beyond my wildest imaginations, Dubai will only ever live in my mind as irrefutable proof that people make places, and that putting in even the tiniest of social effort will offer the greatest human reward. In contacting Aga, an ancient …
So far, so very good. Given the somewhat hurried nature of my departure to a destination more or less imposed on me, my first fortnight on what has now imaginatively been christened The Big Trip has been a nothing short of a resounding success. And this despite needing to extend my stay by an additional …
The running joke of the Dubai street art underground scene is that you need to be able to spray paint equally well with both hands to make it as a successful artist. Not so that those hard-to-reach metro underpass corners can be evenly coated from multiple angles, but rather so that the artist has another …
“The Prime Minister will address the nation at 8pm this evening.” As an entire country collectively raises its hands to its head, mouth slowly forming a perfect O in a silent scream of horror, we know what is coming. We’ve been here before. Every single air raid siren, alarm bell, and foghorn on the planet …
The plan had been a simple one. A one-way flight to Miami at the beginning of January, where I would spend a week or so marvelling at Art Deco architecture and exploring one of the world’s leading street art scenes. Perhaps a couple of weeks making my way down US Route 1 all the way …