The French Won’t Save You: Recklessness, Fear and Safety Abroad
Military, chillin in central Bogota We’d taken refuge from the soggy Bogota afternoon in the hostel’s dank kitchen, sat drinking coffee and swapping tales. Only my third trip out of the country, I sat...
View ArticleAss Whoopin on the AC Transit: Epic Beard Man, and Why I Don’t Ride the Bus...
Celebrity sighting on the 53 The voice was barely discernible, muffled by whizzing traffic and excitement. “I just rode the bus with Epic Beard Man! He was giving out candy bars and autographs, and I...
View ArticleLearning to Ride On a Motorbike in Hanoi
Hanoi is a bipolar child with a strict bedtime. Clinging hands behind me to the metal rack, I try to suppress the involuntary flinching—a circumstantial case of Tourette’s. It’s Saturday morning, and...
View ArticleTwo Cambodias
“The Cambodian people are just so lovely.” You’re apt to hear this from other Westerners as you travel throughout Southeast Asia; you arrive in Phnom Penh and you’re apt to agree. A friendly,...
View ArticleApril 25: Sobreity and Getting Stolen From
Didn't take many picture in Vientiane. So here's one of people on the exercise equipment along the riverside.Vientiane, April 25th: it was one of those perfect days. Until I found the money missing....
View ArticleSurviving Sunset, And My First Motorbike Accident
So, so much for that New Year’s Resolution. To be fair, I was on my friend’s motorbike, so I was still acting in accordance with the half-assed guidelines I’d set for myself. But that’s not really the...
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