A photo essay.
Just because you have to pay to use a bathroom, doesn’t mean it’ll have toilet seats or toilet paper. Pigeons are scary. Italians really do say “Mamma mia!” “American” food is everywhere, but no one does it well – especially bacon and pancakes. Fast, reliable Internet is a privilege. So is electricity for that matter….
The taxi turns downhill. “Oh, no, it’s the other way,” Kelly says to the driver.
“Why do I have five types of lotion?” All my possessions are spread around me in a messy circle while I hold up five bottles for Kelly’s inspection.
What I’ll remember most about our four months traveling through the Philippines, Thailand, Vietnam, and Cambodia.
There are two kinds of people in the world – the kind that love summer and the kind that love winter.
I wake up sad.
I spent four days in Siem Reap and didn’t go to Angkor Wat.
It’s a warm night. The cheery light from Ốc Vi Hà Nội beckons us inside.
“So do you miss home?” my mom asks me over FaceTime. I pause. Do I?
When we arrive, the city is as darling as I’d imagined it. Lanterns hang from every building. Women ride bikes down the street wearing nón lá, the iconic conical hat.
Kelly scrolls through a list on her phone. “The Internet says you should eat bland foods after food poisoning. You know, like bananas, rice, applesauce, toast. Give your stomach a rest.”