Traveling, much like life, isn’t always a bed of roses. Even in the most beautiful places you can sometimes have a rotten time. But the bad times, like the good, are never permanent. This post documents our second week of Tet. Read More …
Where we cycle around an ancient village, and take shelter from a storm in the queen’s cemetery. Read More …
A story about joining monks on their morning alms round. Read More …
We learn to accept 15 hour bus rides over shaky gravel. We accept that we won’t know if, when, or where we’ll sleep. We accept not having even the slightest clue about where we are going next. Read More …
In which nuns take us. Read More …