Tag Archives: Travel

I did it. I made it. I saw my first today. FINALLY! After days of staring into the haze, and worse, staring at stained guestroom walls, nursing a fevery strep throat, on the road in Nepal, I made it to … Continue reading →

Only in Thailand…. ongoing Finding a cut-off point for a blog post with the working title “Only in Thailand” is proving impossible- even without the divisive political impasse the country is currently floundering through. So I’m spotlighting just a few … Continue reading →

There’s no doubt about it, Laotians love their “stick rite” They consume more sticky rice than anyone in the world! Many people subsist on it- and on not that much more. They work hard for their modest harvest, and still … Continue reading →

Please remind me why I’m here? Ok, thanks M decided to skip the backpacker fave, Thakhek loop, so we stuck to sights nearer “home”. A satisfying, Laotian way of doing things it turned out. Because there are LOTS of caves right … Continue reading →

Lao’s indomitable joie-de-vivre is irresistible…. and its tranquility bewitching, (blue hour-rush hour Ventiane) I’m completely convinced there’s truth in the old saying that ‘the Vietnamese plant the rice, the Cambodians watch it and the Lao listen to it grow’: Don’t fall … Continue reading →

In the best tradition of innocents abroad, we stumble across unexpected, mysterious and colorful religious festivals at our destinations quite frequently: And as luck would have it, (or was it Buddha??), we arrived in Luang Prabang shortly before the October … Continue reading →

Our one motorcycle, two boats, four caves loop, out of Van Vieng, reminded us how eye-catching, brilliant and varied the small creatures of Laos still are- cocooned  in far-flung swathes of verdant green- a world upon themselves Down near the … Continue reading →

Just a whiff of the homeland for us. It’s not like our adventure is put on hold here. When the familiar bounces back with an exotic flourish, raises eyebrows and sometimes voices, provokes tears of joy and of frustration, then … Continue reading →

A thirteen hour hop, skip and leap past Parapat, Medan and Padang and we’re back at my favorite altitude- 900 meters above the sweltering Sumatran lowlands, in Bukit Tinggi- that’s high hill in Bahasa Indonesia. It’s a small mosque-studded city, (pop. … Continue reading →

Temptation struck again…. but it’s bye for now, Lake Toba. Fortunately, the lake is easy to get to. It’s only a 4-5 hour drive from Medan Airport in North Sumatra. Do yourself a favour and choose the easy transfer option to … Continue reading →