In 2019, I found myself in Helsinki twice. It was a quirk of coincidence as I had never considered visiting under my own steam at all, let alone two times in eight months. Nordic countries seemed somehow too adult for … Continue reading Steaming away sadness in Helsinki – part I
I went to Athens because I had been talking about it for so long, I feared it was going to soon join my pantheon of impossible dreams, which are former burning desires downgraded in status as they get superseded by something more pressingly achievable. Athens, I thought, was a concept that deserved more than only being wheeled out to impress a wired stranger at 3am in someone else’s kitchen. Continue reading Letting go in Greece
Human Traffic 