This is starting to get silly. Getting stranded in Bangkok once may be regarded as a misfortune, twice and it’s starting to look like some kind of stage production. Occasionally something happens which makes you realise that in some small way we’re all connected, that there’s a thread that’s holding us all together, guiding our thoughts and our … Continue reading Bangkok, again
Firstly you totally don’t get to call it a rainy season if it’s raining all the time. What that is is just that you live in a really damp place – you should get over it and stop spreading childish propaganda about your microclimate. Monsoon my ass – it’s always rainy and never sunny, like … Continue reading Tubing in Vang Vieng
If you were to say to me “Sam, I want to visit a beautiful place with wide, tree-lined streets, an historic european feel, great food and a nice river to sit by when it’s sunny”, I’d say “Margaret, you should go to Vienna, it’s great”. If you were to then say “Sam, you’ve known me … Continue reading Luang Prabang is sex mad.