Monthly Archives: August 2012

Words on wheels

I’m still in Hong Kong, and my enforced holiday from cycling has given me plenty of time and space to think about the world, my life and everything. (You might have guessed this from the inordinately long and unusually frequent blog posts I’ve been writing recently.) The end (of Asia) is in sight. I got […]

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Questionable Women

Just a quick one this time (!), to say thank you for the overwhelming (and overwhelmingly lovely) response to my last post. I’ve been sent far more questions than I expected, so it looks like this will turn into something a bit bigger than just a single blog post. I’ve also put together a panel […]

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Where are all the women?

Yesterday I had the great pleasure of lunching with Rob Lilwall (famous for Cycling Home From Siberia) and his wife Christine. (In true Chappell style, I forgot to take photos.) The company was scintillating and the dim sum delectable, but I came away feeling slightly uneasy. Neither Rob nor Christine had ever met a woman […]

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Career courier

I can hardly believe it, but it’s already been a year since I stopped being a cycle courier. Admittedly, the last few weeks I spent at home and the first few weeks of my trip were so memorable that I’m currently observing some sort of anniversary almost every day. But this one is, for me, […]

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A bit more of Qinghai

I think the reason I fell so heartily in love with Qinghai is that, at every moment, it managed to give me exactly what I needed. For the first few days I revelled in solitude, cool breezes and empty space as far as the eye could see or the bike could ride. And then I […]

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O brave new world, That has such women in’t

Women need to get in touch with who they are as women and quit eyeballing what belongs to men. (Comment on Telegraph article about female judo contestants.) Oh yes, there is one reason I’m glad not to be in London right now. It’s big and expensive and muscular, and called the Olympics. I haven’t been able […]

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Another global village

One of the things I loved most about being a cycle courier was that it turned the massive impersonal metropolis of London into a village, where several times a day – in fact, several times an hour – I’d run into someone I knew, riding past in the opposite direction with a whoop and a […]

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Homesick in Kong Kong

The last few days have seen a bit of a sense of humour failure. I’m currently in Hong Kong, after parking my bike with a friend-of-a-friend in Lanzhou and sitting on trains for almost 48 hours. The 30-day visa I was given in Islamabad and the 30-day extension I obtained in Urumqi were only enough […]

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