It was day 30 of 30 of my Lao stamp validity. The wonderful woman at the In Touch Guesthouse in Vientiane had said that she could get me a door-to-door drop off from the guesthouse all the way to the customs office
Temple gazing has never been high on my travel to-do list. Like so many people traveling in SE Asia, I have taken the stance of: ‘Another temple, how many temples can I see?’ However, as humans, we have the open-minded ability to
To call Luang Namtha a ghost town would be an exaggeration. However, in a country of under eight million people, the town has less than 40,000 inhabitants, and zero crowds. The small size, quiet streets and personal space is what I liked
The smallish city of Chiang Rai, not to be confused with its bigger cousin of Chiang Mai, (187 km south), is a good city for wandering. During a week or so in this laid-back town, I was able to walk to many
After virtual teleportation up and across the grand globe, and finally touching down in Southeast Asia’s humongous hub of Bangkok, I was unsurprisingly bombarded with the Thai language. Bangkok is a city of around 15 million where there is no shortage of
Traveling across the earth threw me for a loop. There was not a thought about being on the receiving end of extreme jet lag. When traveling across time zones, odd fatigue and not being able to sleep at night are often a
Because I had read more bad than good about Guatemala City, I loosely considered skipping it. However, I would come to realize that la capital is a positively different entity compared to the rest of the land. Like many travelers, upon arriving
As the subcontinental railway is the pulse of colorful India, the fixed-up former school buses from north of Mexico are the man-made vibration of greenery-laden Guatemala. Shortly after arriving at the Guatemala City airport, I was on a 45-minute shuttle bus bound
The early morning Journey to Fuentes Georgina started from the Hotel Lar Antiqua beside the Parque Central. After a cool 20-minute power walk I was at La Rotonda and soon thereafter on a refurbished school bus bound for the town of Zunil.
Unplanned until the evening before, I found myself wandering the grounds of the smaller than average, ancient Mayan site of Zaculeu, in Huehuetenango. Because Guatemala’s second biggest city of Quetzaltenango hosts a huge celebration for the country’s Independence Day, I was forced