Travel
Elsewhere
Dispatches from the road. Sea and sky — and wherever the work takes me next.
Cities look like circuits from up here. Which is more or less what they are.
Every city is someone's whole world, from up here they all look the same size.

Bhubaneswar, from above.

The pocket square was not an accident.

Koh Phi Phi. The view earns the climb.

Odisha. Some things stay.

Stone outlasts the occasion.

The last light over Phi Phi. The boats knew before we did.

The best operating system is no Wi-Fi.

On the steppe, nobody asks what you do for a living.

Red rocks. Zero bandwidth. Peak clarity.

The altitude makes everything feel achievable.

Standing at the edge helps with perspective. On most things.

The meeting happened. The city carried on.

Soviet ambition carved in stone. Some ideas outlast the ideology.

Every city looks manageable from a distance.

White shirt, no agenda. Sometimes the best strategy is no strategy.

The room had energy. The pocket square had opinions.

July '22. Five clients. One whiteboard. The whole thesis in one diagram.

Somewhere between islands, watching Thailand disappear behind us.

Front row. Bhangra happening behind. Priorities sorted.

Took it further than anyone asked me to.

Liverpool via Odisha. It counts.

Jaypee Greens. The game rewards patience. The business required it first.

Langkawi. The eagle has been here longer than the tourists.

Some of the best thinking happens between cities.

Yellow and unavoidable.

The ocean has never once asked for a deliverable.

Nobody schedules clarity. It finds you.

The only agenda was the horizon.

The kind of quiet that restores things.

The moonlit Night Safari!

The garden wasn't planned. The sunglasses were.

The brand on the wall. The work in the room.

The sign said eat dessert first. Good advice for most decisions.

Off the clock. The shirt had a different agenda.

The skyline glittered. Dinner had already come and gone.

Bag in hand, eyes already on the next room.

Even the view waits for one more notification.

White shirt's twin, different ocean.
The world rewards people who show up — to the meeting, to the mountain, to the unknown city with no plan. — Manas Majhi