Travel
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Notes from a slow train
The train left forty minutes late and nobody minded. There is a particular calm that settles over a carriage once everyone accepts that the journey will take as long as it takes.…
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A weekend with no itinerary
I arrived on Friday evening with a bag, a notebook and no list of places to see. For once, the plan was to have no plan. What I found instead A bakery…
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Packing light, thinking clearly
Every object you carry asks for a little attention. Fewer things means more of you is left for the place itself. I used to pack for every possible version of a trip:…