Fighting to get a seat means you might not lose face but you might lose a limb. The reader should disavow themselves of the widespread delusion that train travel in Asia was ever a romantic experience. Those holding fantastical thoughts of exotic winds, picturesque villages and exotic locals are likely to be disappointed. The windContinue reading “On the Chachoengsao – Bangkok Train”
Author Archives: Lee Russell Wilkes
Graffiti, Guadalajara, Castilla–La Mancha (2014)
Hua Hin, Thailand (2020)
Hua Hin, Thailand (2020)
Reflections on Three Years in Myanmar
The recent military coup in Myanmar might seem of little importance to many of us – just political trouble in a country most could not find on a map, even if they cared to look. Not only did I find it, I spent three years living in Naypyidaw, the capital. The Return of DemocracyContinue reading “Reflections on Three Years in Myanmar”
On Attending a Stranger’s Funeral in Thailand
Thai monks always remind me of Discworld wizards, vaguely comical, and either morbidly obese or so body-horror sinewy you wonder whether their organs are still on the inside. “My dear, you have black dress?” My heart sank. Nina’s English can be a little cryptic at times. She couldn’t mean did I have a black dress;Continue reading “On Attending a Stranger’s Funeral in Thailand”
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