On the 9th of October I made a last minute decision to cross the channel and visit the migrant camp in Calais. Although only there for a few hours I was able to explore the living conditions and speak with a few of the Migrants and Refugees. The Storify embedded below is a summery of some of the captured conversations. The original plan was for me to head into Calais and follow a group … [Read more...] about An Afternoon in The Jungle
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Revisiting Syria
I'm revisiting Syria. But only in this blog post. I made that trip in April, six months ago. I wouldn't be able to do it today. Blog post one (26th April 2013) Blog post two (28th April 2013) Blog post three (29th April 2013) Blog post four (30th April 2013) Blog post five (1st May 2013) There's really no more crossing the borders into northern Syria for foreign journalists or aid workers these … [Read more...] about Revisiting Syria
Refuge in a Coffee Shop
While documenting trucks of aid passing through the border into Syria we get a call and permission had been granted to visit Killis Camp. This kind of access is rare so instead of heading straight into Syria we travelled back a few hundred yards to the camps front gates. We are guided in and told to stick together. Me and Phil feel safe enough and duck away from the observers to explore for … [Read more...] about Refuge in a Coffee Shop
A ‘Heads Up’ on the Tech Chasm
Up and out by 6:30am. Heading to the airport. Once out of Gaziantep the roads were empty. For the first time in a week I dipped into the feeds. The more I read the more the refugee crisis in Syria felt like a bad dream. On Twitter It seems everyone back home is going crazy for Google Glass. I wondered how I would feel if I'd worn them in the refugee camps in Syria. Or if soon the aid workers … [Read more...] about A ‘Heads Up’ on the Tech Chasm
War Games
The service taxi - a kind of small minibus used throughout Syria in place of public transport - was not being driven in a way its designers intended. The dirt road through Aleppo provence in northern Syria was, itself, dangerous enough for me to look at my white knuckles on the back of the driver's seat and let out a barely stifled scream. I had already trusted the driver with my life while … [Read more...] about War Games