Luang Prabang is a lesson in cross-cultures and colonial history for me. After a day of wandering I can’t help but notice that more Westerners
San Miguel felt like a mistake. Instead of taking the bus I chose to drive, in Mexico, alone, 3.5 hours to the town. Apart from
I’m laying face down, naked, on a sandstone bench. I’m in a room with no door while an agile young Indonesian woman crouches over me.