Posts from year 2008
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Forbidden City in Beijing
After a long train journey, I had finally arrived in Beijing. First thing on the list was to get some food. I had hoped to casually sweep through the food court like Anthony Bourdain, but my noodles were awful and I felt more like John Hurt in movie “Alien”, just waiting for the chestburster to appear.
Tent heating in Mongolia
Mongolia doesn’t care about your comfort. It doesn’t pretend to. Out here on the steppe, where the wind could strip the flesh from your bones and the stars feel close enough to punch you in the face, survival isn’t a metaphor, it’s a daily negotiation.
Dawn in Ulaanbaatar
One minute I’m dozing on a Soviet-era train, the next I’m dropped into the Mongolian capital like a sack of flour from a low-flying plane. I place my dusty shoes on the pavement of the Ulaanbataar railway station and quickly scan the area.
Isolation on Trans-Siberian railway
I shared cabin with a Russian couple on a night train from Helsinki to Moscow earlier this week. They told me that a plane had crashed near Perm with 80 dead and some damage done to the Trans-Siberian railway.
Red Square of Moscow
There are places that smack you in the face the moment you set foot in them. Red Square is one of those places. Less a tourist attraction, more a stone colossus of history staring you down. Welcome to Moscow, comrade. This isn’t Paris, and it sure as hell isn’t Disneyland.
The black balsam of Riga
When I set out to explore a new city, I tend to look for the odd things that cannot be found back home. So far, Riga has not disappointed me.
Way Out West 2008 post mortem
The time had come to visit the overpriced frenzy of Way Out West. It turned out to be just as I thought it would be. On one hand, it’s quite comfy to visit a festival at the heart of your home town.
Examining Google Knol
Google is expanding their toolkit every day and this morning saw the release of Google Knol, a service quite reminiscent of Wikipedia where the term Knol refers to a unit of knowledge.
Arvika festival goes floodland
It’s been a couple of years since last time, but it felt good to be back in the forest at Arvikafestivalen. The first days were scorchingly hot, but the last one surprised us all with a lightning storm that came from nowhere and almost swept the festival away.
Driving across Scotland
We came, we saw, we had a fistful of haggis. The road was long and we covered about 1500 miles in a week with visits to uncountable cities, towns and tiny villages.