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Juxtaposition
One of the tricky parts of our minds is responsible for interpreting whatever we see. The problem with this part of the brain is that it always uses a “this is the most likely explanation” approach,...
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Under The Knife
I shrug my blazer off. The temperature outside is already warm as Spring is compensating for the cold weather we had over Christmas. Inside the doctor’s waiting room, it is a little warmer and I place...
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Product Labelling
I awake from the depths of slumber on another cold, gray and damp morning. The weather is not too inviting, if the sound of raindrops splattering themselves on the window are anything to go by. I am...
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In The Heat of The Night
The elevator is a 360-degree mirror which makes me wonder if I’ve entered into a Bond villain’s lair. It is also very small and this feeling is actually exacerbated by the mirrors for some strange...
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Cobbled Streets Of The Past
I have often written, fairly or unfairly, about odd menus that have been poorly translated. (Check out my posts on this if you want a laugh). I know that sometimes even the simplest items can make me...
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Confused Signs
I have lived in the Czech Republic for several months now but have not written about the place as often as I wrote about Belgium. (Belgium is a very strange place so there was lots to write about)....
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Mashing Powder
It has often been said that the medium is the message. I have entered into many an entertaining debate with people about how the medium of a message changes the message itself. A simple example is a...
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A la Carte
There’s not much else I can say about poorly written menus that I haven’t already said before (time and time again). So just take a look at this, and pick your dessert for today: Related Unexpected...
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Bold and Brave
I turn right and walk past the market that is slowly winding itself down in this provincial northern French town which welcomes the cool Atlantic wind, even if its citizens might not. My hands, still...
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Colour Blind
After much frantic hand-waving and miming, I managed to convince the Ikea customer care desk that the mirrors they delivered had been broken during delivery. I did not have to wait too long to get a...
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Trans-gender and Ikea
Like most people who end up in new apartments, I had a lot of things to do when I moved to Prague. Like most people who end up in new apartments and are slightly mentally unhinged, I ended up in Ikea...
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More and More
Another day, another restaurant, another menu with strange and exotic items: Related Unexpected Traveller Posts: We Spell “Belgium” “S-U-R-R-E-A-L” Toilet Humour Spanish Practices Psychic Belgium...
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Five Reasons Why Brussels is Better Than Before (And 5 why it isn’t)
It’s been almost a year since I left Brussels to go and live in Prague. Being back in Brussels was strange in many good ways. It felt strange to be back amidst the hustle and bustle of the city which I...
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The world of hospitality is a strange one. There are those who think that replicating every feature in the same way in all branches of a chain of hotels is a good thing. Visitor will know what to...
View ArticleThe Long Necklace
The charming French sea-side village nestles cosily just off the main highway in this corner of France. The buildings are all short and sturdy which gives the impression of a neighbourhood that’s...
View ArticleThe Knee Trembler
It is one of those facts of modern life, that many things we use are designed with everybody in mind. It may be a matter of providing ramps and not steps for wheelchair users, or it may be lifts that...
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The shopping centre, a vast mass of buildings hugging the horizon, looms into view, twilight just about back lighting it. We park the car amidst the rows of other cars and head towards the main...
View ArticleThe Focal Point
“Hello, hello,” says the friendly taxi-driver as he vigorously shakes my hand. I smile politely and indicate which are my bags. He grabs the handle of one firmly and we walk out of the hotel lobby...
View ArticleBon Voyage
It is a cold day. Too cold to be standing on an open railway platform but such is my lot in life today. Truth be told, the worst bit is that there is so much cold wind but I am … Continue reading →The...
View ArticleStricter Instructions
Last week, I wrote about the pleasures of being able to order beer and enjoy happy hour on a train in Germany. Eager to be sure I could book this in time for my return trip, I could not wait … Continue...
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