Tag: Max Johnson

The curious thing about curious places is that curiosity is relative.  It is extraordinary how normal places feel when one is standing in the centre, yet how unusual they seemed only hours before when considering them as a point on a map, as a figment of some cartographer’s imagination.  Tbilisi, the capital of the Caucasian […]

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Ireland is the sort of country that could follow you into a revolving door and come out first. It is an enigma; it is a little bit magical; it is possibly the most beguiling country that one can ever visit. Except Dublin, of course, which has, in the manner of European capitals, erased all character […]

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Idleness and curiosity make dangerous bedfellows. So it was, a few years back, that I finally decided to visit French Guyana, a curious semi-country on the northeast coast of South America. As a boy, I was completely fascinated by the book Papillon. It is the tale of a convicted murderer from Paris, sent to the […]

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