Time Travel Korea
Stepping over the threshold of the Korean Cultural Centre in Abu Dhabi, is like stepping into the warm embrace of familiarity and memory. In an instant it is, once again, 26 December 1999.… Continue reading
Stepping over the threshold of the Korean Cultural Centre in Abu Dhabi, is like stepping into the warm embrace of familiarity and memory. In an instant it is, once again, 26 December 1999.… Continue reading
“What art offers is space – a certain breathing room for the spirit.” John Updike The bold, bright primary colours swirling into one another on the canvas shimmer with life. Musab Al Rais’… Continue reading
“The principles of true art is not to portray, but to evoke.” Thomas Merton The 18 metre long iron ship outside Warehouse 421 appears ghostly against the darkening sky. The day’s heat stubbornly clings to it,… Continue reading
In a city where buildings, with the exception of hotels and the minarets of mosques or communication towers, are not allowed to exceed 5 storeys (ground plus 4 storeys) or 20 metres, the… Continue reading
I snap out of my daydream only when the plump form of an older woman in a black abaya swishes past me, stops abruptly and turns to face me. A flood of Arabic spills from her… Continue reading
The gusts of wind make it difficult for me to lock the cat flap. My fingers feel clumsy as I lean over my cat, who insists on being loved and scratched, ignoring my… Continue reading
Al Ain had been an important stop on the many trade routes that criss-crossed this part of the Arabian Peninsula, from when people settled in the area four thousand years ago. With its… Continue reading
You don’t need a silver fork to eat good food. – Paul Prudhomme – Imagine biting into a gooey English Cheddar and Emmental toasted sandwich made from sourdough bread, followed by crispy Haloumi… Continue reading
Our ancestors left us a legacy of traditions which make us proud. Our mission is to preserve, develop and maintain it as an asset of this nation for generations to come. – The… Continue reading
The mid-day September sun is hot and relentless, but as I step into the shadowy interior of Jabreen Castle, I slip back into a time when air-conditioning did not tax the environment as… Continue reading
Name: RAW Coffee Company Description and Ambiance: Located in a warehouse in Al Quoz, it is home to one of Dubai’s most loved coffee roasteries. RAW Coffee Company sources their organic, ethically traded… Continue reading
“I want to get out!” My voice is tinged with fear. “But we can drive up here.” My husband counters. “Look. There’s a track.” I look at the deeply rutted track curling up… Continue reading
I hover at the edge of a flat expanse of what could be misconstrued as a rubble filled building site. Everything about the place looks sad. Dead palm trees stoop like old men, while… Continue reading
Name: Café Rider Custom Motorcycles Description and Ambience: Located in a warehouse, this coffee cum motorcycle workshop combines a love of good coffee with the beauty of design. The cavernous industrial space has cozy leather… Continue reading
The rich aroma of freshly roasted coffee beans permeates the cool early morning air, and awakens my taste buds, leaving me to swallow back the saliva in anticipation of my first sip of… Continue reading
A smell of burnt sugar floats along the morning breeze. The sugar mill at Sezela, the first one to be built in South Africa, is working hard to process the sugarcane that is trucked in… Continue reading
Name: Spill the Bean Description and Ambience: This family owned, quirky speciality coffee shop, with its mismatched chairs and tables, has an ambience that is funky, yet soothing. The décor choices, from a ceiling with exposed pipes,… Continue reading
The black asphalt road that runs towards Iraq and Saudi Arabia through Jordan’s Eastern Desert, sags under the heavy bellies of the trucks that rumble over it. Every passing kilometre is replaced by another one stretching in… Continue reading
He cannot be older than about eight, yet his eyes hold the wisdom and struggles of someone who has lived a long, hard life. He is dirty and dishevelled, and his mantra of “Money!… Continue reading
I trace the path to the museum with my finger on the tourist map, memorising the twists and turns that would take me there. Although the Madaba museum is my intended destination, I want to venture… Continue reading