We get more than we paid for and our first glimpse of Inle Lake
We find a busy town and a new friend finds us.
In which all three are tested, and then broken.
In which one square centimetre of cotton helps me cross the language barrier, or does it?
A second pancake is almost my undoing.
A search for a basket becomes a quest for hope.
2015—“The open road speaks for a perpetual becoming.” Pico Iyer
Where-ever you are in the world today, a joyous Christmas to you and those you love.
What can be difficult about catching a bus? Getting to the bus station for a start.
Raised hopes that get dashed, they’re the worst.