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If there is one thing I remember about our Indian summer nights in the big city it is the unmistakable mixture of clammy monsoon-weathered bodies against Top 40s hits (from a jukebox ten years old), lubricated by cheap ganja and Indian whisky. The heat does that to you — you forget things.

Many people in that [...]

Some time ago I set off to get my writing mojo back. A few mad dashes across half the world and several kilograms later, as I stirred from deep sleep in my corner of Amsterdam’s Schipol airport I realized I’d found that sneaky little mojo and took it back — with interest. No wonder [...]

Looking slightly unimpressed about graduating — the gown was HOT, the speeches were long, I was sleepy.

I’m home after a whirlwind tour of Kuching, Betong, Entalau; Barcelona, Roses, Aix en Provence, Marseille, Perpignan, London, Kuala Lumpur, Bangkok. Only so I could officially graduate. Or commence, as they like to say.
The people in the photo? They’re [...]

So I’m back home, sort of, in Bangkok — my beloved krung thep. There’s nothing quite like it.

We were in a restaurant on Sukhumvit a few days ago, with a cosmopolitan Indian family next to us. They had posh accents and a young boy in a Dhoni jersey. Expats, obviously. Eavesdropping was inevitable: it was [...]

Devoted readers of Popagandhi.com will pick up several things: over the last couple of years this blog has taken various different slants; and in recent years a sharp focus on travel, because I am doing a fair bit of travelling — but as a keen traveller and gadget girl, I rely almost completely on the [...]