by Ralph Jenner
We were here for a good time, but not a long time. By US standards, Portland is not large, but if you really want to eat the essence of this hipster mecca, you will need at least a week, and a big packet of your favourite indigestion meds.
Full article “48 hours in Stumptown”
Words and photography: Lottie Hedley
In Maine cars have borne the motto “Vacationland” on their number plates since the 1930s. Summer temperatures in the late 20s, lakes, county fairs, lobster rolls and fried clams, Full article “Maine: the land of wild…”
A brief rant on laziness, loss and The Man.
Full article “Miss Changy’s Sarawak Laksa”
I. Under the tracks
My first encounter with a yokocho was long before I moved here, back when Tokyo was still an unfamiliar gleaming enchanting mess of lights, a tangle of train lines and zebra crossings packed with an implausible number of people.
Full article “Yokocho”
Once upon a time, in the small town of Miri, east Malaysia, there were three grand aunties: Gu Po, the dragon boss; Sum Suk Po, mien sifu; and Ni Suk Po, lao shu fun heiress.
Full article “A Noodle Odyssey”
Tony, real name John? Travel agent with a side curry hustle? Or cult leader versed in the masala arts? Full article “Bangkok”
A Coming Light: Goa and the Demons of Diwali
Excerpt from ‘Explaining Nothing: What I Learned in India’ by Dan Kelly (@elhombre_delsur), first published by Counterpress in August 2015, Pondicherry, India. (@counter_press)
Full article “Diwali Adventure”