I will never forget the screams of those floating Germans. There I was, belly up on a scorching tube, drifting down the guts of the…
The longboat ferry departs Don Det right on schedule, contrary to local custom. The short trip brings us to the riverbank near the Lao-Cambodian border,…
I woke up early in the morning and checked out at the front desk with the night manager. I bought a baguette from a street…
I am a privileged millennial. I live in an age where it’s possible, and reasonably safe, for young people to travel. I’m so grateful that…
If you’ve ever dreamed of drinking your weight in hallucinogenic shakes and leaping into shallow, rocky waters from a fraying rope swing, tubing in Vang…
I bombard out from the toilets and back into the fray. Behold! Like a painting by Hieronymus Bosch. The Mekong shore is littered with bodies,…
Vieng Xai is a tiny town on the northeastern border of Laos. It’s easily passed by unless you decide to hit the roads less travelled on a…
I was vanilla. The only drug taking I had ever participated in was snorting No Doz at Schoolies with a $5 note. The prospect of…
