Extollagy!

Few  landscapes on earth can be more presciently formed by their history than this borderland, much in the news lately. Crossing the border by train in winter, the river-ice thaws in mid crossing, as if marking the dotted line in a map between a state that is part of the present and one that is wilfully trapped in its own past. It’s all something of a reminder of my own (award-winning, or nearly so) published trip from China to North Korea…

http://www.lrb.co.uk/v22/n15/jon-cannon/diary