55 – Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story…

September 19 Arrival to Hong Kong on a fast train from Guangzhou, the immigration is pretty much hassle free. It’s hot, of course, but at least it’s not raining. I get the Octopus card (what is it with the English – and (former) colonies – and naming public transport passes after seafood?), which works for … More 55 – Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story…

29 – Klimt & Co

…where “co” stands mainly for Schnitzel. Anyway; Vienna, the destination of our fencing group’s yearly holiday. The expected nerdy note: I was only familiar with Vienna through the 1949 british noir “The Third Man”, meaning not much at all. Obviously, I did not expect to see the same half-destroyed city, or to find the same … More 29 – Klimt & Co

27 – La Vie en Rosé

…et rouge et blanc. Actually no rosé was consumed during my brief escape to the metropolis sur Seine. On the other hand, I got three days of wonderful diet based on foie gras, cheeses, escargots and andouillette. And wine (because drinking regime is important). Probably not a particularly healthy diet, but seriously, does anyone really care? … More 27 – La Vie en Rosé

24 – Misfit(s)

Mid-afternoon of an otherwise sleepy day in the office, if it wasn’t for the fact that our desk looks a ZOO.  Actually this is probably not the best comparison, our desk resembles a ZOO on most days, but today is extreme. People jump around and shout (in delight I think), and clap, and produce all … More 24 – Misfit(s)

11 – Vamos embora!

This wasn’t my first visit to Portugal, but the first one I had planned a bit ahead. The little I knew about Portuguese history came from high school history lessons as a brief mention of Carnation revolution, and the 1995 Italian film “Sostiene Pereira” / “According to Pereira”, starring Marcello Mastroianni, from which I mostly … More 11 – Vamos embora!

7 – London Bye Ta Ta

I was strongly tempted to call this post “Greetings from Shitville”, to carry on the professing of my undying love for this, well, exactly what The Wildhearts so eloquently call it, but the song actually only refers to Hampstead, while my feelings are far more ecumenical. So instead (I am sure some of you actually already … More 7 – London Bye Ta Ta