48 Hours in Xi’an: The Ultimate Short Layover
Twelve hours in Xi’an, then onward to Europe — that was the shape of my first layove…
Stories, guides and local perspectives from the ancient capital — food, history and the roads less travelled.
Twelve hours in Xi’an, then onward to Europe — that was the shape of my first layove…
I have a theory about rainy days in China: they are the universe’s way of forcing yo…
The first time I saw Xi’an at night I was jet-lagged past the point of sense, wander…
I planned my first food trip to Xi’an the way you plan a field exercise: twelve meal…
The first time I took my daughter to Xi’an she was seven, and I had planned the trip…
My first year in Xi’an, I came home with the same ten photographs every visitor come…
The first photograph I ever took of the Bell Tower was a failure in a very specific way. I…
When my friend Miguel asked me to plan three days that would explain Xi’an instead o…
I first ate yangrou paomo on a December night so cold that the steam from the Muslim Quart…