Satyananda yoga

Satyananda yoga

It’s Week Two of uni, and I feel like I’ve settled into a nice rhythm. We’ve started catching the bus to Bhaktapur instead of shelling out Rs 700 a trip like those bideshi paryatak (foreign tourists), I managed to get my student visa last week after navigating the Kafka-esque bureaucracy that is the Nepali immigration department and banking system, and I even caught my first ever solo taxi by saying only the following: Continue reading “Satyananda yoga”


Street art in Thamel, Nepal

There is a kind of universality to street art. By street art, I am referring to the full spectrum of  piss-weak one-note tags to intricately layered pieces and acrylic wall murals.

I’ve found street art on all my travels: from the back alleys of (r)Adelaide, to the cobblestoned streets of hipster-before-it-was-cool Kochi, and now the labyrinthine, dust-choked streets of Thamel. Continue reading “Street art in Thamel, Nepal”

On travel writing

Travel literature by its very nature must be subjective, a reflection of the society the writer represents entering the society the writer visits. – My Beautiful Bookshelf, 9 March 2013

This Lena Dunham travelogue is significant. The backlash against her recount of her visit to Japan led to the removal of this essay from her memoir, Not That Kind Of Girl.

The writing style was casual. The tone was humorous. However, people took offence to what were considered unhelpful stereotypes about Japanese society and culture (bring some hot buttered popcorn and read Maya and Nonbunaga73 go at it in the comments section). Continue reading “On travel writing”