Dreaming of Asia

Stolen kiss. Grandson G. at the Peranakan Museum, Singapore, 2017. Asia eluded me. I was born in the Far East but left too young to really remember. I was then raised in Africa. Spent the rest of my life between Europe and the Americas. And I’m sorry to say, the evolution of Africa and Latin…

Time patrol Asia

Guang-xho (Canton) Airport. “When the buying stops, the killing can too.” Campaign to stop the buying of ivory and – hopefully – end elephant poaching. First time we set foot in Mainland China. Impressed. Close to 40,000 kilometers round trip, more than 60 hours flight. Four or five countries plus stop-overs, this trip to Asia…

The streets of DC. One more time!

The streets of DC have charming posts. Beyond the traditional grid system (What’s on 5th Avenue between 40th and 42nd street in New York?) Washington crosses numbered streets with lettered streets. Which I find poetic. What does G street stand for? G is for Grandeur? Or G is for Government? (That one was too easy)…