#10 farking in vietnam
I took a run early this morning through the windy streets of Hanoi’s old quarter and made my way north to the city’s wide boulevards …
I took a run early this morning through the windy streets of Hanoi’s old quarter and made my way north to the city’s wide boulevards …
In Argentina I discovered the Tango. Its quickstep and seduction, the passionate exchange of push and pull and its confident footwork. Unfortunately, the only tango …
In my years of travel thus far, something I’ve come to accept about myself is that I don’t like to set expectations for new places …
I’ve been hanging out in Manila and beyond recently, so it’s fitting that our next travel story, and a fairly recent one at that, comes …
Friends don’t let friends take drugs in a mini-van. While real drugs have never been one of my travel vices, many of my travel mis-adventures …
A few of my friends and I have an obsession with the number seven. There isn’t any remarkable numerological reason, but when 07/07/07 rolled …
It was in the middle of the night in Benin in 2001 when I cooked up the idea to run a marathon in Amsterdam. I was …
When you travel a lot you’re often asked the same two questions: What’s your favorite country? and, What’s the worst place you’ve ever been? I always …
Picking the first of 100 travel stories to share wasn’t hard. Starting at the beginning with the story of my first passport stamp made sense. …
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