“Why don’t you foreigners use an umbrella?”

It’s a question I got asked a lot in Taiwan, even though this piece will be about Hong Kong. It’s kind of true. Westerners do not use umbrella’s that much as the Taiwanese or any other Asian nation does. The standard Western answer to this remark is: “But it’s so inconvenient to carry that wet mop around after…

Delay, Dismay, Delightful Decay

It was my intention to write whole lengths about my trip, a gonzo diary, as I go through Asia. But the impressions and experiences have been of such a nature that pen, paper and keyboard have been too far removed from me, both physically and mentally, to even keep up with that promise I made…

Kowloon-induced ponderings

I am not a pioneer, that much is sure. There have been many of us “gweilo’s” here before. But more than ever in recorded history. Interaction between the East and the West goes back, way back. The Silk Road, mostly an overland network of trade routes to the riches of the Middle Kingdom, was established…

Big dipping the pen in the ink

(Wenchang Wang 文昌王, a Taoist deity physically represented by the Big Dipper/Ursa Major) After an arduous journey, if I’m allowed to call it that, of over 24 hours, I was only half-aware I had arrived. Luckily my backpack had followed me all the way, because I wouldn’t be surprised if it got lost on the…