Life here in Koh Chang is assuming a rhythm all of its own. The days have turned into weeks and now into months. I’ll soon be three months here, a quarter of a year. Now, who would have guessed that half a year ago. London and my life back there[…]

I generally wake up early and spend the hour before breakfast in silence. The other morning I heard the call of a bird outside my window. I went out to have a look and saw a bird that looked like a large wagtail but with a large white patch on[…]