Best of The Nanjinger

August in Nanjing defies expectations: extreme heat replaces mild warmth, disrupting normalcy and comfort. Nanjing's summer is unbearably hot, surpassing other global hotspots with its intense, humid 38°C (feels like 48°C). Winter in Nanjing offers little relief, as indoor heating makes...

It’s been quite some time now since I discovered that my particular brand of organisation has a name; attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD). Now, I could fill tomes with how and why this name is not only inappropriate, but...

Stepping off a Nanjing Metro train that has come into Nanjing South Railway Station from Lukou International Airport, there is immediately noticeable the several individuals who sprint the 15 metres or so across the platform to board an awaiting...

News of China’s rapidly-aging population will not have escaped The Nanjinger’s alert readers. That’s right folks, people aren’t making enough babies. The problem of course, is the herd effect. And given China is an aspirational society driven by the concept...

Listen closely to the vocabulary employed in everyday use by many a Nanjinger and you would be forgiven for imagining a preoccupation with Dante’s vision of the afterlife. I’m starving to death! I’m dying of thirst! I’m freezing to death! These...

I grew up in a small town in Burgundy, France, called Nevers. It was the kind of unstimulating place that every youth would leave in a rush as soon as they graduated high school, which was pretty much what...

Much herein cannot be found in the guidebooks; some suggestions are plain-pretty material for WeChat Moments, while many others take advantage of Nanjing being steeped in history to offer educational opportunity for both the young and history buffs. Tunnel of...

“We’ll burn that bridge when we get to it” is one of my father’s favourite sayings. “Until the cows freeze over” is another. A blended idiom or cliché is called a malaphor. The combination of two hitherto unrelated concepts makes...