Locomotive Breath
Say, porter, when’s the next train down? – Rudyard Kipling, My Sunday at Home On the platform at Allahabad Railway … Continue reading Locomotive Breath
Say, porter, when’s the next train down? – Rudyard Kipling, My Sunday at Home On the platform at Allahabad Railway … Continue reading Locomotive Breath
Nothing changes but everything changes…– Sharon O’Neil, Kids in Our Town (1983) I turned 29 in India. It was 1992. … Continue reading Ninety-two and Twenty Twenty
The lights went out. And we were on our way to Gondwana. There is something ineffably romantic about an Indian … Continue reading NIGHT TRAIN TO GONDWANA
Life is a whole, and luck is a whole… – Winston Churchill, My Early Life. At Sassoon Dock, the fishing … Continue reading CHURCHILL’S GHOST
Seven islands on the high side of the bay as you’re looking west… – Gordon Lightfoot Dusk on the Arabian … Continue reading SEVEN ISLAND SUITE
I heard the Radiohead song Karma Police playing… In Nagpur, I found the best Eggs Benedict in the world. And … Continue reading KARMA POLICE
I dived headlong into the crowded, feculent, rubbish-strewn alleyways… Evening on Marine Drive. Crowds of locals stroll along the concrete … Continue reading Lights and Sound
India lies before me… Midday in Mumbai. Outside the airport doors, it is a hot, blue day. A haze of … Continue reading Two Feet in Asia
(This story, written in 1993, was my first attempt at travel writing. It was written on a small portable typewriter … Continue reading A BEND IN THE RIVER
…and light takes on a life of its own. Continue reading The High Road to Central