The noise in the market is unbelievable – there’s the beep of scooter horns with drivers who seem to think that they have the same right of way as the pedestrians, the constant chatter of voices, the calls in English to buy buy buy. It’s all under the shadow of a complicated network of tarps …
That’s how you say it, not Hway, though I could be getting it wrong. There’s the language barrier and then there’s the accent barrier. Pronunciation aside, you have to like a place that’s rich in imperial architecture. The King’s tomb was a grand place, lined with a row of stone mandarins (not the orange fruit, …
If Hercule Poirot did not hate boats, he might have been found on our journey. The weather, cold and misty, the passengers, a hodgepodge mess of travelers from all around the planet. As darkness fell, we huddled in the main dining cabin under blankets, drinking tea, telling stories, watching the karsts disappear into the dark. …
For breakfast today I had a bowl of rice noodles with a little shredded chicken, some green onions, and cilantro, all in a light broth. It settles the belly and warms the insides, a good thing because it’s much colder than we’d planned on it being and we’re all feeling a little sketchy. We skipped …
A six foot tree A vast amount of ceramic vases Four huge rolls of bubble wrap Flowering trees A sheet of glass A street sign Five huge cardboard boxes, contents unknown A disassembled bed frame, including head and footboards
By Your Intrepid Substitute Blogger The idea of eating fish weekly — outside the summer barbecue season when I’m happy to throw Alaskan king salmon on the grill and serve it naked so you can taste the smoky goodness is less than appealing to me. I don’ like fish. Well, I don’t like most fish. …