Amy went to Hoi An on a shopping mission. Four days later I left with two two-piece suits, two extra slacks, six shirts and seven ties. If had a job I would look like a consummate professional.
Category: An Odyssey in the Orient
Hundreds of Hanoi travel agencies offer package trips to Vietnam’s most famous natural attraction, Halong Bay, but only ours had Joe Brown.
A sea of red and movement surrounded us; no matter where you looked people were waving flags. The people of Hanoi were celebrating.
People arriving in Luang Prabang via slow boat arrive with something unique, something that changes the way they perceive the town.
There are two ways to get from to Huay Xai to Luang Prabang, the road or the river. There are a couple of different choices for those opting for the water.
Skip the paths, swing through the trees.
I have the bladder of an eighty-five year old incontinent invalid coupled with the bathroom awareness of a cantankerous toddler traveling under duress. It is quite an impediment to travel.
At various times during our travels over the past couple of months I have found myself pondering how our presence, and the presence of fellow travelers, was impacting the places and cultures we were visiting.
Right in the heart of the valley sits Vang Vieng, a hive of utter shit full of bars, western food, drink specials, internet cafes, travel agents and a pan-global array of fuckwit hippy wannabes.
Rising out of the Mekong valley the Bolivian Plateau is a highland plain of fertile fields, majestic peaks, pretty waterfalls and home to a number of ethnic tribal minorities.