Everyday is a Winding Road

‘I don’t know where I’m going, but I’m on my way.’ That’s sort of my motto because I like how it reflects my intention to always keep on moving forward, or even backward, in any direction, really, so long as it means not staying in places and situations that suck.

Well, right now I know I’m going to Lagos, Nigeria.

That’s the plan, but there is so much to put into place that I guess I feel lost and a bit directionless, like a headless chicken. Or Mulder and Scully seeking the truth and knowing it’s out there, but not knowing what exactly they’ll find.

So, I know where I’m headed, but it still seems like a dream, right now. I’m on my way though. I am.


From The X-Files, a comic by Josephin Ritschel

Poovar boat ride

Just a quick post about the lovely boat ride on Poovar’s waterways. 

Once upon a time you could rent a boat and have a holiday cruising the waterways. The boatman would steer the vessel and catch fresh fish for your dinner and you could do this quite affordably. 

About twenty years ago, thanks to the increased number of Europeans and Americans visiting Kerala, you had to pay about USD 300 per day for a holiday on a houseboat.

 There are far fewer white tourists these days but I don’t know if the price of such a holiday has decreased.                             

Nigeria calling


My Nigerian journey continues with Noo Saro-Wiwa’s travelogue Looking for Transwonderland: Travels in Nigeria.

Read my review over at my book blog, Head Shoulders Knees & Toes.

Ipoh getaway

My first proper visit to Ipoh was spent eating and walking about the old town, looking at colonial-era buildings and old shophouses. My sister, Christina, was my guide, and that was the best part of the trip because we haven’t hung out together in ages.

People make a huge fuss about Ipoh food, but I don’t see what’s so great about it. Then again, I’ve never known what the big deal is about Penang food either. I actually prefer Singapore hawker food – this statement outrages Malaysians, but, calm down, it’s just my opinion, OK? I’m from Johor (Segamat and Batu Pahat) and lived for many years in Singapore. Maybe that has shaped my taste preferences, and maybe Singapore food matches what I like more than Ipoh and Penang food does.Read More »