Singapore is so charming by night.

Many of my old favourite Chinese buildings I first saw in the early 70s are still there and being tastefully restored.


It was sad to see how prostitution is so out in the open, something that was unseen in the 70s and 80s.

Amsterdam. I never got out of the airport but sampled the wine, food and admired Van Gough paintings on display and the superb copies for sale.

Geneva was pretty as ever and to the east, Mt. Blanc was visible on Friday and Saturday.

Close up of Mt. Blanc I took last year.

Below is a poem I wrote about Geneva a few years ago.
Calvin
A lonely chime
Rustles life into
Slumbering insects
In fallow fields
Where Knox and Calvin
Wandered deep in thought
A lazy chime
Rolls over a
Once puritanical city
Drained by the Rhone
And gathering greed
Veiled by a humanitarian face
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