Banksy does the Apennines
Campobasso railway station. Half past five on a weekday morning. Bleary-eyed clerk in her sixties on Facebook. Unlit filter cigarette hanging from her lips. “Due biglietti per L’Aquilla per favore.” Facebook abandoned. Filter cigarette removed from lips. Facial expression of being utterly stunned by lack of understanding. Mrs Henry and myself had traveled by train…
Hulk Fried Rice, Taipei (2)
Clean-forgotten to follow up my first post on Taipei with a second. So, a bit late, more than a year late in fact and therefore recapping, I was flying from Australia to the Netherlands on China Airlines, naively thinking that the great international stoush about Taiwan couldn’t be all that serious if a mainland Chinese…
Tough little cars
Back in the 1980s, I once almost bought a Datsun 1200 manual. When I inspected it, there was a problem starting the car, but the guy selling said that that wasn’t a problem. “They’re tough little cars, Datsuns”, he said. He fidgeted under the bonnet a bit, then told me, “Start her, mate”. I had…
Hulk Fried Rice Taipei (1)
The only problem with the AU$1,500 Sydney-to-Amsterdam return airfare with an 18-hour layover in Taipei is that we hit Taipei at 6am, and they’re rather funny with their hotel check-in times in Taipei. It’s got to be 3pm. Even Airbnb hosts stick to this like glue I found when looking for a place to recover…
