6 weeks in a Trini Rural Farm

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After leaving Kingston, I took a flight towards the south to reach the island of Trinidad, close to Venezuela and the South-American continent. At my arrival, I was greeted by Giselle, the lady in charge of the farming program in which her family is involved. The principle is fairly simple: the family host travellers from […]

NON au Synthétik – Rafiki reacts to Gayan

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  Alors que la montée des drogues synthétiques dans les rues du pays se calcule par des statistiques impliquant les entrées à l’hôpital psychiatrique de Brown Sequard, le ministre de la Santé Anil Gayan a pris le temps d’émettre une déposition devant la commission d’enquête sur la drogue. Celle-ci a fait l’objet de nombreux débat […]

Shit gets real in Kingston Town

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Social Experimentation in Jamaica. (30.10)   I grew up outside of cities. The rare moments I spent in big cities were as consumer, a tourist. London was an urban experience, but it was relatively safe. Kingston is a different story. Kingston is one of the most dangerous cities in the world. Its geographical location between […]

My arrival at Life Yard, -Kingston.

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My arrival in Life Yard – Kingston. For my last day at Bhartopia in Bhonny Gate, Bharti invited a trio of musicians to do a rehearsal at his place. We got to share a nice moment. It was one of the only nights of my stay when Bharti and I stayed up later than half […]

This Is Michael

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    Michael was born 33 years ago, his mom did not go to declare his arrival in the Jamaican society at this time. His existence has therefor never been registered by any manner to the government. As it costs too much to declare him after the years for him and his family, they probably […]

Why I travel barefoot

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  Throughout my travels, I have witnessed an interesting phenomenon. In some remote places, the white man is the synonym of a cash-machine. Occidentals usually move with a lot of cash and are searching for stuff to buy to bring back to their friends at home. As I’ve never felt any interest for mainstream hotels, I […]

Hitchhiking in Mauritius Island

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Back when we were 14 year-old youngsters learning to surf, my friends and I quickly realised that our dependence on others would slow down our progress curve a lot. Surfers are not the most punctual guys you could hang around. So we needed to find alternatives to the endless-seeming waiting period we were facing for […]

“The Egg” By Andy Weir

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  You were on your way home when you died. It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better […]

Notes à Shiva

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Ma Shiva, ou la complexe divinité humaine   Je suis assis en tailleur, dans un coin plutôt retiré de ma région. Personne dans les kilomètres environnant. Pourtant, je n’ai jamais été aussi loin d’être seul. En ma compagnie, l’image de Shiva. Pas Shiva, mais son image, mon image. Sa représentation est posée la, devant moi. […]