I’m leaving today. I’ve packed up my humble home of six months, and I’m ready to board my flight back to San Francisco. I have […] Read More
Month: April 2005
I lost my camera somehow. As I left my hotel in Hoi An, I peeked into my carry-on bag to make sure I had my […] Read More
On my last full day in Hoi An, I went fishing on the river with Dao’s father. Dao was there with her sister and cousin, […] Read More
By sheer coincidence, I bumped into Anh last night. He’s the old man who drove me around Hoi An and the surrounding villages during my […] Read More
I woke up feeling pretty poorly today. I’m still shaking something off from last week, and mornings are the worst. Last night I had a […] Read More
On my way back from the beach on Muoi’s motorbike yesterday, she stopped about a kilometer from my hotel and asked, “you walk from here?” […] Read More
Yesterday, before I went to the beach – and after – I was somewhat apprehensive about spending four lazy days in Hoi An. My friend […] Read More
I spent most of yesterday at Cua Dai beach – reading, dozing, fending off vendors. The vendors have a captive audience at the beach, so […] Read More
I spent most of my one full day in Hanoi with Van. My original plan was to look at some paintings, with the hope of […] Read More
This morning my Malay friend Elena, whom I met in Hanoi, called me while I was waiting for my ramen to cool at the Lucky […] Read More