Ruins and ruination
If Tokyo has a centre then it’s occupied by the Imperial Palace, an 850 acre oasis that forces all the roads to divert around it. Occupying the site of a More… →
If Tokyo has a centre then it’s occupied by the Imperial Palace, an 850 acre oasis that forces all the roads to divert around it. Occupying the site of a More… →
Sunday’s sunshine didn’t last long: we woke to pouring rain – and went back to sleep. After the week’s exertions we were pretty tired; it had been many years since More… →
As it was sunny on Sunday we decided to check out Yoyogi Park, but first made a short detour to the Shinjuku Metropolitan Building, whose twin towers hold 45th floor More… →
We at last managed to pay for the second week at J Residence – having been so keen to get her hands on our cash on day one, the manageress More… →
My leg was much better the next morning but I thought it best not to overdo it by walking too much. Knowing that we would have to cross the city More… →
We woke to welcome sunshine the following morning – it wasn’t really warm, but at least no rain was forecast, so we decided to take the opportunity to visit the More… →
We’d thought it was cold the previous day, but now it was freezing, with snow forecast – definitely a day for an indoor activity! But first we had to take More… →
Having not finally got to bed until 02:30, we were not best pleased to have the manageress banging on our door demanding payment before we were even dressed. I explained More… →
Apart from a visit to Wat Pho, our short stay in Bangkok was devoted to practicalities. Two trips to the dentist for Mr Vagabond, hours spent on the phone to More… →
If Vientiane is sleepy, Luang Prabang is practically comatose. The old part of town lies on a finger of land, the milk coffee Mekong flowing languidly west along one side, More… →
