Seething since 2000*
Clint Bo Dean and Enya de Burgh snuggled in the back of the cab on the way back out to the airport to hand in their badges and empty their lockers. Enron had been emphatic: there was no place in…
DNRC044 | LP | 2004
Sitting up now, Enya frowned at the complimentary issue of Stanzas on the bedside table, whose cover boasted: ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT SONNETS! She turned and gazed at the other bunk across the room. The man staring back…
Experimental Travel, written by Rachael Antony and JoÎl Henry, is as the title suggests all about experimental travel, whether it be spending a weekend blindfolded, travelling to K2 on the map or wearing a cow’s head. I’m lucky enough to…
Clint Bo Dean drifted out of sleep, like a grand human idea approaching its fulfillment in an age of machines. A Minitel unit was twiddling in the husked gloom of his Hotel Formule 1 cubicle – a shining, chortling sound…
I’m off to Seoul, Korea in late August as an Asialink resident. You can check out my profile on the Asialink site. I’m hoping to set up a separate blog to document my time there. More on this soon.
AFTER HOSING DOWN their uniforms and supervising the hideous clean-up task, de Burgh and Bo Dean caught a cab back to the city for their de-briefing. It would have been easier to take one of their own cars back but…
CLINT BO DEAN ran his finger along the zipper of the middle-aged woman’s travel bag. îLooks like you’ve got a lot of reading ahead of you, ma’am! Anything you can recommend in here?î The woman’s harried look gave Bo Dean…
DNRC043 | LP | 2004