SLOW TRAIN FROM THAZI – the best train in the world
A gentle tug makes me aware that the train has started. I slowly leave the Thazi station behind me and watch the landscape behind glassless windows move at a…
A gentle tug makes me aware that the train has started. I slowly leave the Thazi station behind me and watch the landscape behind glassless windows move at a…
Bagan smells of dust. Dust is ubiquitous here, blown into the air by a stronger gust of wind or a passing car. After just a few hours in the…
The ground under my feet seems to be burning. The tactics of fast, small steps and longer, slower ones, give no results. The only solution is to travel between…