I have a confession to make: I am addicted to Catch-22. It is like a drug, a brain drug. And I just cannot get enough of it. I’ve blogged about it here. I’m reading what I wrote now. Interesting – I didn’t mention that I’d lost the book. I wonder why. Also, why is my writing so effusive!?…
The Hunger Games: Mockingjay – Part 1 (2014)
And the first trailer is out! This is the franchise I’ve been most keenly following in the last two years. And I cannot even begin to tell you how excited I am for this first instalment of the third book, which happens to be my favourite. Click for IMDb page. Here’s the first look at the…
When you live in a city, you don’t only become part of it; it becomes part of you. I first had the idea for this post in a shower. And for weeks it has been brewing in the back of my mind. Partly because I have been feeling tired recently, which is no good for…
Chez Plumeau: Gem of Montmartre
If you ever find yourself in Montmartre, do give this place a visit. It’s an absolute gem. And here are some rave reviews on tripadvisor if you’re not convinced.
A Year in Paris: Part One
2007 I was 17 when I first saw Paris. I don’t remember what my first impression was. I remember arriving at Charles de Gaulle and thinking the airport signs were all yellow, which I wasn’t used to. Or maybe it was just that there were a lot of signs, all of which happened to be yellow.…
Paris is coming.
Update: And Paris is here! Coming soon to [insert electronic device of choice] screens near you! #AYearInParis #ParisSeries #PartOne
Review: Café Calin @Eight Thonglor
My first review can’t possibly not be of Café Calin. If you’ve read my post On Coffee, you’d know what a coffee fanatic I am. Now that I’ve re-read the above introduction, I realised it doesn’t make sense. Oops. Too lazy to change it though, so I’m just going to pretend this oversight never happened…
In Pictures: 2012
2012 was a watershed year for me. Memories were captured and immortalised. This page exists so I can revisit those moments that define who I am. So take my hand and walk with me down memory lane, back to 2012.
So, one of the main advantages of having lived abroad in cities whose citizens rely heavily on public transport (London and Paris) is this: you learn to walk faster. It’s probably an incremental change. I’m not sure when it happened. When I arrived in the UK in 2007, I must have walked at the ‘normal’…