It’s good to have a routine. It gives us comfort. It fills in the guesswork. Doe Bay Fest gave us routine. Every morning, we would wake up to Bloody Marys made by Kevin. Kevin lived next door to us. We were on his turf, actually….
A few highlights of the last month: Smoggy, sumptuous Saigon: where we sampled all forms of transport and movement – rowboats and speedboats down the Mekong, high speed slides at a waterpark on the outskirts, public buses to war museums and art galleries, and dark…
Where the nation’s beloved king, who rules from billboards and calendars across the country, is a people's chameleon: in the working city, the welcome sign depicts the king in a hardhat; in the artsy town, the king looks out from behind his camera; and at…
Ko Phi Phi’s beauty is more than emerald water deep – the endless mid afternoom procession that color the back streets of the tourist ghetto highlight this party isle’s fascinating diversity: A man pushing a cart filled with garbage bags. Another pushes backpacks and…
Travelling for many months is a long and winding road: You deliberate at the forks and savour the turns, cross and re-cross paths with fellow wanderers and (sometimes when you least expect it) come out at spectacular views. And, more often than you'd like, as…
Kuala Lumpur went by in a blur, not because we were drunk, since drinks in Malaysia are unaffordable on our shoestringer of a budget. No, KL was hazy because it is a city that is both blessed and plagued by its own infrastructure. Touring…
We found our guesthouse in Kuala Lumpur just as thick drops of rain were beginning to pierce through the sticky heat. This wasn’t our first choice and hardly the only place we looked. But bohemian-inspired Le Village had been boarded up sometime since Lonely Planet…
