It’s not you, Istanbul.

Fun fact: I didn’t love Istanbul. I know the photos could say otherwise, and yeah, I did enjoy some things. … Continue reading It’s not you, Istanbul.

not just kebabs.

Well, Istanbul has been something of a challenge. I like it, yes, and I’d still rather be here than stinky … Continue reading not just kebabs.

of efficency and ramen.

I could fill seventeen pages about Tokyo, but nobody would read seventeen pages (and nor would I) so I’ll make … Continue reading of efficency and ramen.

’til next time, Taipei.

Sixteen days in Taipei, and I can’t say I did anything even remotely noteworthy. Or noble, for that matter. I … Continue reading ’til next time, Taipei.

a woman wanders again.

A week in Taipei, and I’m *sort of* feeling like a traveller again. I’d like to say I arrived last … Continue reading a woman wanders again.

Budapest, ouch.

Your first day in Budapest, your head’s on a friggin swivel. Your eyes are popping out of their sockets, you’ve … Continue reading Budapest, ouch.

here, somewhere.

Somehow, I’m in Istanbul. And somehow, despite near-insanity, sleep-deprivation and more Airbnb face-palms – I’ve learned a few new things … Continue reading here, somewhere.

the interminable complexities of Katie Joanna’s brain (Taipei chapter).

So, summer happened and now I’m back in Taipei, and it’s winter. It’s okay. Much like I remember. Not too … Continue reading the interminable complexities of Katie Joanna’s brain (Taipei chapter).