Travel journal

Walking across the border from Slovakia into Poland felt like crossing into Narnia. The bridge that connects the two countries was covered in snow, surrounded by white mountains and frost…

Western brands in the polished white shopping mall vanish as you exit, take the escalator, and find yourself in Poznan's grey, sooty train station. Down another escalator, outside and across…

He was sitting at the table chatting to my friend when I came back from the bathroom. Dressed like a rock star, perfectly coiffed hair, contoured beard, a stud in…