The moment of truth: less than eight hours after arriving at the Sydney airport, I tentatively stepped on my bathroom weighing scale. The type of desserts I had in the past two weeks flashed…
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October 25, 2014 Hotel St. Jean Chalon Sur Saone, France When you’re travelling and enjoying a much-needed nap on a train on your way to your destination, there is nothing worse than being woken up from…
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November 10, 2014 Hotel St. Jean, Chalon-Sur-Saone France Draft notes Day 2: While the world is still fast asleep, I will try and recollect as much as I can of my first day in…
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In the Filipino language, there is no word for ‘son’ or ‘daughter’, only ‘child’ (‘anak’). To me this is a wonderful thing. Gender-based words are loaded with the history of how men and women…
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I registered for the Sydney Running Festival six months ago, thinking that was ample time to move from being a half-marathon runner to the 42km club. But work, bad weather and other commitments got…
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The opening night of The King And I in Sydney was a glittering affair. Too bad the crowd failed to match the energy onstage. I have never been to an opening night of an award-winning musical.…
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Carriageworks in the heart of inner Sydney played host to a very special event tonight (September 10). Where the Sage of Omaha has his faithful followers (and investors), and Steve Jobs through Apple started a new religion, today’s…
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Some people like collecting stamps, others watch back-to-back episodes of West Wing. I, on the other hand, can stare at different kinds of typeface for HOURS. I just love them. The way the curves…
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This post is dedicated to my mom on her birthday. I once recognised my mom only by the shape of her hand and the sound of her voice. I was five years old. She was…
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Let me just spill this out for a minute. I see it everyday. When I talk to some people about media, they look at me as if I’ve just lost a pet puppy. “Must…
