Long-tail fishing boats on Kata Beach on Phuket island, away from the busy—and PR-rich—Patong Beach.

Bangkok 360° panorama as seen from Baiyoke tower. Click on the image to enlarge.

Look what these people managed to build in 20 years. Compare with Eastern Europe.

35°C: no icicles or snow, no icy wind, no steamy breath—except for air conditioning maniacs, maybe.

They call it Krung Thep Maha Nakhon—Bangkok for the rest of us.

Is this fetish or brand identity?

White Windsor on black

White type on black opening titles rolling on old jazz or classical music became a part of Woody Allen brand.

In a time when movie titles become more and more of a clueless “me too!” affair¹, Woody Allen’s unique (and relentless) typographic style is entirely praiseworthy. His white type on black opening titles rolling on old jazz or classical music became a part of Woody Allen brand, just like his neurotic dialogues and “his black-rimmed glasses”² are.

The white type being EF Windsor Elongated (later edit: or a heavier weight of EF Windsor Light Condensed, as some of the readers suggested) by Elsner+Flake foundry.

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Today I took a walk that later became a long walk. This woman was right around the corner, collapsed on the sidewalk, absently combing and combing her white hair. It was cold, 4°C if I remember well, and I thought that asphalt must be god-awful cold.

And I thought she won’t survive until spring.

Date: last night. Place: uptown Bucharest, Aviators’ Boulevard. Muscle: Volvo S60 (piloted by my friend). Distance: 400 meters, straight line. Record time: 40 minutes.

The rain was pouring so this time nobody abandoned cars on the boulevard, like in the good old summer days when people say —Fuck the Mayor! and walk away leaving their cars behind like empty plastic bottles at the picnic place. No, not this time.

The resemblance with the static shots from The Road to Hell video was eerie.