Bombs and Buddhas – Theo’s blog I was 11 when I first became aware of the Vietnam war in 1968/69. News from that terrible conflict, and the anti-war movement in the States, was one of the things that radicalised me early into a teen boy wearing a Mao badge to school and studying the map […]
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33 degrees 3rd class A minibus, a train, a local bus into the city and we had arrived in the Laos Capital, at Vientiane bus station to be precise. The bus we needed to get to Thailand was practically next to us as we pulled in and a kind taxi driver showed us where we
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Butterflies and Bombs One of the first things I discovered about Laos was that it is pronounced Lao, the ‘s’ isn’t easy to ignore but it did help me stop itching my head every time I thought about where we were… As we settled in to our guesthouse the sun started to go down, quite
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The great blog of China – Rosa’s blog Since finally arriving in China, I can tell you, it is everything I had dreamed it would be. From seeing pictures and hearing stories about this country since I was young, China is just like I had hoped, but also (like most places we’ve been) it’s something
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Onward to Laos The journey from Guilin to Kunming passed in a relatively sedate seven and a half hours. When we arrived at the station Mrs Cheery said, ‘come on guys let’s walk a bit, stretch our legs and get a taxi in a bit!’- downtown Kunming turned out to be deserted… With a population
Care and Coercion, Kindness and Control – Theo’s blog I’m writing my last blog from China after leaving China, on a train from Kunming to Luang Prabang in Laos, because there’s things I wouldn’t write about being in China while being in China, just in case. It struck me after our first week here that
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Zài jiàn Guìlín We said goodbye to Guilin in the rain. It was a sweet farewell to the first place we have called home on our travels…we have lived in Guilin for three weeks and we needed to stop for a while… My rucksack is heavier (Mandarin textbooks!), my butt cheeks are tighter (although more
Click here The park is alive with the sound of music! Those who know me well know that I get up early in the mornings. I love to walk and experience the newness of each day. I think it’s the closest I get to living in the moment, that sense that every day is a
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I’m learning Mandarin, I think I’m learning Mandarin, I really hope so… There was a point earlier this year when we three went for a walk, my family often humour me by coming for a walk with me on Sundays, but this one was a frosty affair. Rosa was giving clear non verbal signs that
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While friends lay sleeping in the west – Theo’s blog The other night, I was standing on the hotel roof gazing at the moon over Guilin. I thought back in my mind across the land we’d travelled over, visualising what my friends at work in England were doing at that moment. That’s when I realised that, although
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