It’s six females lined up like ducks along the brim of a rice-paddy. Squatting in a row with eyes screwed shut and milk-white bums bared…
“Whoa, hey, no!” I said. “Don’t eat the plastic! Nah, nah!” I managed to pry the deer’s jaws off the plastic, holding it up in…
Los Angeles is arguably one of the world’s most famous cities, and for good reason. It buzzes with energy: a manic mix of creativity and…
It was 2PM in Osaka, and I was staring a pair of socks to death from the window of a shop in Tsuruhashi. This was…
“Ma’am, would you mind stepping over here so that I can test your bag?” The only time I get called “ma’am” in my life is…
It was the 30th of December; 2018 would soon transition to 2019. I was at a hostel on Lombok, Indonesia – away from the crowds…
It’s 15 minutes into my debut of solo travelling and I’ve successfully sweated through a slimily thick layer of Men’s Sports 48-hour deodorant. I’m crouched…
Together with a flood of Japanese businessmen on their way home, I leave the train station and embark on a journey through Tokyo’s suburbia. It’s…
The noise, the chaotic traffic that felt like a death-sentence every time I attempted to cross the road, the perpetually-burning incense: for me, India was…
My Spanish teacher in Puerto Escondido dressed like the Fonz and liked to flaunt the collection of selfies on his blackberry. The photos were always edited in really outdated camera…
Photo by Karl Fredrickson. I’m an atheist. It’s never normally hard for me to admit that. But last time I settled myself in a city overseas,…
Cover by Takahiro Taguchi Dotombori, 10 pm. The street was neon-drenched and the soundtrack was synthetic saccharine J-pop. I stepped into a bar. “Irashaimase!”, shouted…
