Muang Sing: Fleeting Friendships in the Night Market

This is where I found myself; I had been away from the United States for nearly a year. Through intermittent wifi, I received word my best friend of a decade had died. And I had just exited a bus in… Continue Reading →

  A prelude; This is a draft that has been sitting on my computer for a while. I don’t consider it anywhere near finished, and I don’t think it’s on a subject about which I could ever capture the feelings… Continue Reading →

Travel Theme: Inviting

An exit and an entrance; borders are a welcome as well as a departure.  The border between Nong Khai, Thailand and Vientiane, Laos is one of the most frequented borders in the region, serving as one of the primary border… Continue Reading →

Huay Xai: Crossing the Mekong

The border between Thailand’s Chiang Khong and Laos’ Huay Xai was the most relaxed border I have ever seen. It’s actually harder to get out of Thailand than it is to get into Laos. Chiang Khong itself is a ways… Continue Reading →

Weekly Reblog #32: Thai Coup: Returning to Lao, where it is more stable.

Thai Coup: Returning to Lao, where it is more stable. | dorishimoda “It is one day after the Thai military coup d’etat was declared. It was one day after that a 10 pm to 5 am curfew was declared. Rumors… Continue Reading →

Weekly Reblog #31: Animals on Don Det

Animals on Don Det | E.A.T. – Eating And Traveling “They walk onto balconies, into stores, and their sounds dominate. Buffaloes, bunnies, bugs, geckos, spiders, a wonderfully spiritual amount of butterflies and moths, pigs, cats, dogs, ducks, geese and the… Continue Reading →

Monday Travel Quote: The World Round

Monday Travel Quote: A Fine Line

Hospitals Abroad

Waves of anxiety, far more uncomfortable than my actual physical affliction, coursed through me the first time I had to go to a hospital in another country. This one was in the northern Thailand city of Udon Thani. Sitting in… Continue Reading →

My 2013

When I returned to Bangkok in late 2012, I found a note in the pocket of a jacket I had brought from the US.  I don’t know when it was from, but the written message was ‘moving forward’.    I tried… Continue Reading →

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