Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

The Tokyo taxi driver always wears small white gloves and a pressed navy suit. He always keep his car waxed to a luster and ensures the white doilies on his seats are always clean and wrinkle-free. His doors open and close at the push of a button, so that his customers don’t ever need to worry about that little chore — but if they accidentally…

The Malaysian leg of the trip is almost over — and with it comes the halfway point of our yearlong travels. I want to tell you that our experiences were varied, but that might just be the biggest understatement of the whole journey. The ancient Thaipusam trances, the science-fiction towers of Kuala Lumpur, the bombastic New Year’s celebrations,…

All the cities I’ve seen in Asia, including Penang, are an absolute mess. Sidewalks that are sometimes broken but mostly non-existent. Fruit trucks that spew black smoke as they heave forward. Nonchalant motorbikes that squeal past the food lines at street stalls. Crowded, loud, and completely insane. I love it. But even I need to escape the tumult sometimes, especially when feeling particularly self-destructive. Enter Penang Hill,…