The Sweet Science

February 21, 2016 § Leave a comment


Boxing. The word conjures up an image of two Goliath-like figures lunging at each other, their bodies glistening with sweat under the spotlights, of blood trickling down the face, of chiseled, muscular arms dealing savage blows until one man is victorious. Boxing is all these things, but to fighters and admirers alike it is so much more. The ‘sweet science’ as it’s affectionately named is far more nuanced than the casual observer thinks. It is as much a battle of wits as it is of brawn; of will and determination as it is of brute strength. There is no other sport that epitomizes life the way boxing does. There is no other sport that means as much to me as boxing does, and no other sport that I have loved as much. « Read the rest of this entry »


Budapest Chronicles

February 13, 2016 § Leave a comment

It would be a shame if I didn’t chronicle my observances of this beautiful city that sits on the Danube. I’ve been living here for several years now, and this city has grown on me. It has also taken on a personal significance: these five years are the longest I’ve ever spent in one place. With the passage of time I’ve become sensitive to the nuances of the city and its inhabitants; what were once peculiarities of a foreign people I am now able to place within context.

With this series I hope to be able to to convey the charm, magnificence, history, faults, nature, and essence of Budapest, and that of the country at large, to my readers. But perhaps more selfishly it’s an attempt to cement memories and recollections for reminiscing in old age.

Note: This post should have proceeded The Mexican Suitcase and A Coloured Man in Budapest, but it slipped my mind!

Image: “Hungarian Parliament Building, Budapest, Hungary, 2015” by Andrew Shiva is licensed under CC-BY-SA-4.0

A Coloured Man in Budapest

February 7, 2016 § 1 Comment

As a brown expatriate living in Hungary’s capital my experiences in this city are markedly different from those of my white brethren. I dislike bringing up the race card but you and I both know that racial sentiments continue to simmer beneath the surface, and have done so over the last 12 to 15 months in Europe. In my case I tend to be met with a mixture of awe, amazement, suspicion, and on very few occasions with contempt. « Read the rest of this entry »

The Mexican Suitcase

February 7, 2016 § 1 Comment

The Mexican Suitcase refers to a collection of negatives of the Spanish Civil War by Robert Capa, Gerda Taro, and Chim. The negatives were smuggled out of Paris in 1940 and made their way to Mexico City. The negatives were assumed to have been lost until they resurfaced in the 1990’s. « Read the rest of this entry »

Mrs. Dalloway

February 3, 2016 § Leave a comment

mrsdallowayThis Side of Paradise, Catcher in the Rye, and now Mrs. Dalloway. My list of unfinished books; books that I had to put down because I simply could not force myself to read any further. As you can see it’s not a long list, I tend to persevere until the end. But the above three truly challenged, and vanquished, my patience. « Read the rest of this entry »

Where Am I?

You are currently viewing the archives for February, 2016 at A Doctor's Notebook.