Boston

Boston is the most British place I’d been in a year. It reminded both of us of Manchester. There are tight road, looming heavy grey buildings, and it was raining when we arrived. People I like told me they don’t like Boston. Apparently it’s too white and too conservative. I get it, lacks the vibrancy …

Tianjin

I’ve been chased down a rural Kenyan road by children shouting Mzungu at the first white person they’d ever met; I’ve had selfies with half the young people at an Indian historical site; and I’ve needed a personal security guard in suburban Nigeria. China’s indifference isn’t that bad. And China isn’t unwelcoming to travellers, it …