I’m a morning person and if you’re a morning person you have to find more of your kind or you screw up cornflakes time for other people.
She glanced my way, reaching to the little table by the window and taking the last bottle of water. We both knew it was mine. She tore off the plastic seal, twisted the cap and drank with long, deep gulps. Thus ended a minor series of squabbles that had consumed our entire journey. I’d arrived at Hanoi Station … Continue reading A Day in Hanoi
I felt sad to leave Sapa. It’s always a shame leaving new friends and a place you’ve fallen in love with, but I’d been there for 11 days and nobody wants to be the hostel granddad. It’s the faces that make a place. Ally and Justin at the hostel, the woman who cheerfully sold me … Continue reading Sapa, Vietnam
STOP RIGHT NOW AND LISTEN TO ME It’s 2015: we put a robot with lasers for eyes on Mars. There’s a black man in the White house. People are still watching Seinfeld reruns. And the perfect hostel has been invented. If God made hostels (and in a sense he did, right?) he’d see the Mountain View hostel … Continue reading Mountain View, Sapa, Vietnam