Tag: the margin
What I learnt from a bus driver in Scotland
What I learnt from a bus driver in Scotland was not something I had packed for, and I had packed for almost everything. Four large bottles of insect repellent. Three face nets in different sizes. Sunglasses. One bottle of water. A tent I had never pitched alone. A backpack that weighed roughly as much as…
What I learnt from a cab driver in london
What I learnt from a cab driver in London is probably something not many people have even if they are frequent passengers in London. This encounter revealed how change, belonging, and loss intertwine in ways that resist simple stories or easy judgments. I got in the cab because I needed to stop thinking. I did…
