Living in Sydney, via London and Melbourne. Avid advocate of the road less traversed. Sometimes I write things.
Our original unease subsidised as it became apparent the immigration process was more a theatrical exercise than a genuine attempt interrogate, find contra and subversive material. That’s not to say there wasn’t plenty of fanfare; pointing, shouting, clothing and underwear strewn about.
Our trip to North Korea was conceived much like all decent impromptu jaunts, off the back of a cheap flight promotion. In truth, a detour had always been on the cards, the aim of the game on this occasion was a visit to one of the world most reclusive nations, North Korea.