A photo essay.
What I’ll remember most about our four months traveling through the Philippines, Thailand, Vietnam, and Cambodia.
Sometimes you get to a place and you realize it’s just not for you.
The banca boat tugs against its anchor thrust deep into the sand as the waves push it to and fro.
It arrives and I see that the shuttle we’re taking on a six-hour journey is nothing more than a glorified mini-van.
We stumble out into the wet, warm night in Manila.