Around the Red Sea: « Black Mamba Boy » by Nadifa Mohamed
A few weeks ago, while walking along the Gulf of Tadjourah in Djibouti, I was listening to the audiobook version of « Black Mamba Boy », the first novel published by Continue Reading →
Books I love as I travel
A few weeks ago, while walking along the Gulf of Tadjourah in Djibouti, I was listening to the audiobook version of « Black Mamba Boy », the first novel published by Continue Reading →
It was sunset, and a few pirogues were crossing the river. I was sitting on the terrace of a restaurant along the Ubangi river, sipping a beer with a colleague. Continue Reading →
I have just read with a lot of pleasure two books by French novelists which trace back immigration itineraries by families, from their origins in Algeria and Iran respectively, until Continue Reading →
When I took advantage of a free Saturday between two work weeks in Ghana to explore Elmina and Cape Coast, on the coast west of Accra, I was surprised by Continue Reading →
The first time I heard about Jorge Luis Borges, it was many years ago while reading “The Name of the Rose” by Umberto Eco. The Argentinian writer was the inspiration Continue Reading →
If I were to pin on a map the three books I am grouping in this post, it would create an inverted triangle framing the Indian subcontinent. High up on Continue Reading →
Lisbon is a maritime city perched on several hills. You never stop going up or down, like the old yellow tramway which became one of the Portuguese capital’s symbols. It cannot Continue Reading →
I was recently chatting with a Vietnamese friend about books covering her country. We had read some of the same and she also gave me excellent suggestions. Then she asked Continue Reading →
I am just back from a wonderful and fascinating family trip in Vietnam. It was a discovery for me so I took the time to read before, during and after Continue Reading →
This summer I made a short stopover of just under 24 hours in Moscow. I decided to stay at the Metropol hotel, an Art Nouveau building which is the only Continue Reading →