Inspirational People – Rezma’s story

Inspirational People – Rezma’s story

I am constantly amazed by the sights that I see as I travel.  Whether natural or man-made, whether silently paddling a canoe among the breathtaking beauty of the Amazonian jungle or staring open-mouthed at the majestic sights at Petra, I soak up the history like a sponge.

I never take my lifestyle for granted and so far I have not tired of it, but what holds me to a place and keeps it in my heart are the inspirational people that I meet.  People who share their stories with me; people who inspire me and people who continue when things get tough – people who are following their dreams with strong determination, no matter what obstacles are thrown at them.

Inspirational people

I met Rezma in Hanoi, Vietnam. Rezma is a petite bundle of energy who hails from Britain.  She set off on her first solo travel at just 18 years of age on a trip to Germany and wanted to explore the world.

Coming from a family background which encouraged her to work hard and motivated by her aunt who is a powerful woman and a role model, Rezma threw herself into making her dream become a reality. She worked triple shifts and she sacrificed friendships and relationships whilst taking as much time as she could to travel.

Rezma found herself drawn to Vietnam where a growing economy and entrepreneurial chances were good and she took steps to combine her qualifications and her love of travel to invest in a business opportunity.

Rezma teamed up with Lily a Vietnamese lady who already owned an established travel agency and Stuart who is from the UK, and between them they purchased a hotel in one of the narrow streets in the Hanoi Old Quarter.  The three of them set about converting it to a hostel as quickly as possible; inviting artists to stay for free in exchange for painting eye-catching murals on the walls and they are quickly becoming a force to be reckoned with in the city.

Rezma turned up at one of her very first corporate events in Hanoi wearing a bright red dress, only to discover that everybody else had dressed much more conservatively than she had and the event was far more formal than she had been led to believe.  Rather than shrinking into a corner, Rezma brushed aside what many may have believed to have been a social error and set out to enjoy the evening.  Several months on, business people were still introducing themselves to her, reminded by the impact that she had made in her red dress!  In a business which is dominated by men, Rezma had made her mark.

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They have retained many of the upmarket features from the original hotel yet have added many things which make a great hostel – great showers a chilled social space and good wifi.  Rather than being just another new hostel on the block, ‘See you at Lily’s markets itself as a bohemian hostel – it is a place with a difference.

Rezma has been profiled in lifestyle magazines and aspires to be a female role model – she herself proves that if you want something badly enough you can usually make it happen.

She is passionate that everybody has the chance to follow their dreams. Rezma told me that her philosophy is that we only live once and if you want something you shouldn’t be scared of trying.  Figure out a way to make things work, and if they don’t work out to begin with, simply think again and consider a different approach.  You have to work hard and you have to make sacrifices but the end result will be a success.

Rezma is certainly forging her perfect career and lifestyle.  She, along with her business partners train their staff to each offer an exceptional level of customer service at their hostel ‘See you at Lily’s’, and she has plans to continue travelling once the business is stable.

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As you read this article you may be wondering to yourself, what is so remarkable about Rezma?  After all, there are many successful business women and many inspirational female role models.

At the time of writing this, Rezma, a British woman, co-owner of a hostel in Vietnam and inspiration to many women  – is just 21 years old!

Your age, health, class or your background are not barriers to following your dreams.  We build our own barriers, telling ourselves that we are not worthy or clever enough or we lack the self-confidence to take things forwards, but the power to clamber over those barriers is in each of us. You may have to work that little bit harder to prove yourself or to get where you want to be, but there are usually solutions.

  • No capital behind you?  Work three jobs and temporarily give up your social life as Rezma did.
  • No qualifications?  Study, read and learn. Find a mentor or a role model.
  • Can’t decide on one path?  Sign up to the Smash the Pumpkin Project This programme will help you to identify what it is that makes you sparkle and it will encourage you along the road to self discovery and a fantastic life.

Rezma is living her dream in Hanoi.  I am living my dream too.  I always wanted to write and to travel.

I interviewed Rezma in a cute little coffee shop in Hanoi and then I took the rest of the day off so that I could visit the excellent Women’s Museum.

What is preventing you from following your dream? Please leave a comment in the box below and tell me what is holding you or a friend back.  If you or a friend signs up to the Smash the Pumpkin Project after deciding that you don’t in fact have any good excuse not to change your life and you have left a comment in the box below, I will give you 40% discount off the course.

Smash the myths; live your dream!

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Could I be the perfect girlfriend?

Could I be the perfect girlfriend?

Could I be the perfect girlfriend?

This article explains why I could be the perfect girlfriend.  Or not!

I travel.  It’s what I do.  I wander from place to place; exploring and moving and volunteering and writing. Does this make me the perfect girlfriend?  You decide whether the following are pros or cons of your perfect girlfriend

the perfect girlfriend is independent

I’m a cheap date.

I usually prefer to travel on a budget. I stay in back-packers hostels and I eat street food.

Don’t get me wrong – I can fully appreciate a Michelin star lunch (thank you Louise) or a night in a plush hotel, but it’s the company that I love.  So whether it’s chatting over canapés with nice china and cutlery or eating finger food from a plastic bag sat on a tree stump – if you can make me laugh then I am happy.

There will be no awkward silences.

Ask me about my adventures or my future plans and I will talk forever.  One of my favourite pastimes is people watching – basically I am very nosey – so I will also want to know what makes you tick.

And I will question you.  I want to know what happened when you missed the train or when you went to Amsterdam.  I want to find out what happens at Le Mons or at a Full Moon Party and in return I will tell you how to make papa rellana – the best street snack in the entire world – or give you a blow by blow descripton of the parasite that took up residence inside me in Colombia.

I am not clingy.

I like my space.  I like my independence and I will allow you yours.

You want to travel with me?  Fine and good, but if you want to take a side trip by yourself for a month or so and see different stuff – in fact; perfect.  I think that I might go ever so slightly mad if I had to be on my best behaviour all of the time.  You can tell me all about your trip when we meet up again.  Just take lots of photos to show me when we meet up again.

I’m not moody

I don’t get moody and I rarely get jealous. Too good to be true right?

I want to empower and encourage and if that means that I am left behind when you find your wings, so be it.  I sometimes cry but you don’t need to comfort me.  I deal with it – in the same way that when I’m sick I prefer to be left alone. so please, you don’t need to hold back my hair over the toilet bowl – just leave me to it.

Surely this makes me the perfect girlfriend?

I am independent.

You don’t need to hold my hand and protect me when we go out together unless you’re chasing off would-be robbers who are armed with a large knife (thank you Lio).

I have been travelling solo for over 2 years and I am comfortable with my own company.  I am used to dining or drinking alone, so if we are out and you spot some old mates or you want to go and make some new ones, no worries; I can look out for myself – I don’t have to be hanging off your arm.

I have absolutely no sense of direction.

The needy girlfriend will get uptight if she gets lost or plans change.

I am ALWAYS getting lost and I love variety and the unexpected so you needn’t be afraid that I will throw a wobbly if we miss that bus or if we decide to head south instead of north.  I often toss a coin to choose my route – try it – it can be fun, and we can play scissors, paper, stone to decide on where we should stay.  I can’t play this one by myself, lol!

I am not precious about my belongings.

So you spilt that entire bottle of red wine down my dress at the posh Christmas dinner in the presence of the cream of the British Navy?  Why would I get mad?  I had several chivalrous officers gallop over to help mop me up and dry me out.  Me?  Attention seeking?  It was one way to get noticed.

Maybe I should change my attitude and become high-maintenance but my current lifestyle doesn’t allow it.  I would rather be spontaneous.

Just don’t mess with my phone or my laptop.  Those are my link with the rest of the world and the tools of my trade – but anything else – no worries.

I am resourceful.

Living in mixed dormitories can mean a lack of privacy.  I am resourceful.  Enough said.

the perfect girlfriend in the Amazon

What I don’t want.

So you now know my attributes, let me tell you what I don’t want in a relationship.

I don’t want to be tied down (emotionally) tied up in mind games or stuck in a rut.  I don’t want to feel trapped or manipulated.  I have learnt to be free and to roll with the dice that life shakes at me. I eat when I’m hungry and I don’t want to live to a rigid routine or to be forced into yours. I don’t want to waste a minute of any day.  I probably don’t need a boyfriend., but I am thinking more and more that I would quite like one.

What I do want

I want freedom, independence and lots of laughs.

I want to know that I am special but I don’t want responsibility.

I want cuddles but I want space.  I LOVE a massage and I will do almost anything for a good one.

I like wine. I want to dance in the rain, lie sleepily by the bonfire on the beach until dawn and I want to see whales migrate.

I want to lie in the snow and watch the glory of the Northern Lights shimmer and crackle above me.

I want to climb mountains and swim naked in the sea.

I want to love somebody and to be loved back,

I want to know that I am the sun, the moon and the stars to you but I want freedom to take off and to explore the world

The perfect girlfriend allows you freedom

This just about sums it up my attitude to my life at the moment.

 

I don’t want to arrive at my grave in a well preserved body.  I want to skid in sideways, screaming ‘Holy shit, what a ride!’ 

BUT….at times I miss having a special someone to share things with and to hug.  Maybe I have been solo for too long, but I am searching for somebody who can understand and relate to all of the things that I have written above.

I am not saying that I cannot do responsibilty or routine – but it will take a very special person to persuade me.  Or if I fall head over heels in love everything could all change in an instant.  I told you, I am flexible

What do you think?  Is it possible to be an independent traveller and to be a girlfriend? Could I be the perfect girlfriend?  Could you be the one?

Are you up to the challenge?

Scarlet Jones Travels
The Loy Krathong Lantern Festival – and Self Forgiveness

The Loy Krathong Lantern Festival – and Self Forgiveness

Loy Krathong

I had originally intended to join the hordes of tourists for the mass lantern release, but as I left my guesthouse and I wandered through the back lanes of the old town in Chiang Mai I felt the peace of the night wrap around me. In the darkness, in a district abandoned by the tourists for the evening the Thai people were setting out lamps and candles around their homes. In the distance down by the river firecrackers popped and fizzed while here little night lights encircled gates, steps and doorways; the pinpricks of warm amber light flickering silently. P1020776 Nobody shouted; the locals moved with a calm purpose and I walked in the opposite direction to the celebrations down by the river and into the temple grounds.  Initially believing the gardens to be empty I came across some monks gliding among the statues and the chedis, setting up hundreds of candles along the ledges of the dusty ancient brick structures and next to the sparkling gold of the Buddhas. A man beckoned me towards the temple door and as I drew closer I heard the soft hypnotic chanting of twenty monks who were sat in a line down either side of the hallway. P1020718 Behind me there was the swishing of wheels and a very sick man in a wheel chair was propelled towards the bottom of the temple steps by his family. Attached to the front of his chair was a tray containing unlit candles which his family started to take from him and towards the temple.  The old man, stick thin with sickness got agitated and I understood that he needed to be closer to the temple so I offered to help move him and his chair. Together we managed to get him to a position where he was happy. He could see the chanting monks and then with shaking hands he lit the candles on his tray. With watering eyes he quietly mumbled to himself, lost in his thoughts while we moved back respectfully out of his way.  As I looked upwards towards the milky white full moon tens, then hundreds and then thousands of lanterns floated across the city.

Loy Krathong lantern festival

Living the Dream

I am often told that I am ‘living the dream’, and it’s quite true; I AM living the dream.  I chose this lifestyle and I made it happen.  I always wanted to explore different cultures and find out what makes societies different and I’m now combining this with my other passion and I’m forging a career out of writing. I have the time to wander around in the dark in Chiang Mai and to experience the Loy Krathong festival and to immerse myself in the culture.

Why am I telling you this now? I am telling you this now because as well as living the dream I have been carrying an awful lot of guilt around with me for the past 6 years. I feel guilty that my actions have made other people unhappy.  I sit on the top of mountains in complete awe of a spectacular sunset or I feel tiny and insignificant while watching a meteor shower and I hug myself and feel joyful…. and then the guilt sneaks in the back door. It whispers to me ‘how dare you be happy!  Why should you feel pleasure?’ and then the guilt leaps over my shoulder and stabs me in the heart. But I don’t even feel worthy of the guilt because I know that there are so many people who are a million times worse off than me.  I have been privileged to have been entrusted with stories from other people that would make the hair on your toes curl so what right do I have to feel sorrowful? Gradually there has been a subtle shift in my feelings and it has been led, initially, by the younger people. Men and women from all nationalities but of a similar age to my own two children or younger offer me a road to peace.  They remind me that I did what I had to do and I did it the only way that was open to me at the time, and they tell me their stories. They tell me that I can’t take responsibility for the thoughts and beliefs of others, least of all my children.  They tell me that I must shrug off the guilt and get on with my own life. In some way, coming from the younger generation, this gives me permission to move on. In northern Thailand I finally stopped running and I began to put down the roots of some sort of a commitment. I had been working damn hard to establish a project which will empower people and which will build self confidence.  On the night of the full moon I movingly experienced the lantern festivals of Loy Krathong and Yee Ping.  I lit my candles and I floated my krathong on the River Ping and I joined with two friends to light and launch a sky lantern, each time sending my hopes and wishes off into the darkness. A week after Loy Krathong and unable to sleep in the sticky dark of the small room in my guest house I took my laptop out onto the deck at the front of the hostel to work.  I was joined by Robert an American guy who now lives in Thailand and we quietly chatted about politics and religion and then we moved onto Buddhism and meditation. Guided by Robert I practised meditating – concentrating on my breathing and emptying my mind. With gentle prompts from him I focused on the here and now, accepting the past which I was unable to change or influence and ignoring the future which was yet to come and therefore was unknown.  With a snap my mind refocused and I knew that it was now time for me to try to forgive myself and to let go of the guilt from my past.
Loy Krathong lantern festival

Self forgiveness

The following day after speaking with Robert I hired a scooter and I drove with a friend on pillion up the mountain to Doi Suthep.  My friend had already visited the temple a few days previously so I parked the scooter and I went on alone.  As I climbed up between the mosaic serpents which undulate down each side of the long stone staircase I felt a strange sense of purpose which continued after I had paid my entrance fee, removed my shoes and sat on the floor by a pillar over to one side of the main temple hall. A monk was sat on the other side of the hall and as groups of believers entered he murmured blessings over them, glancing occasionally in my direction.  As another group entered and knelt before him, bowing low with lotus flowers and incense sticks between their palms he gestured to me to join them.  I hesitatingly moved closer, then closer still as he obviously wasn’t going to start until I was included. He began to intone his blessing and with small flicks of his wrist he sent little sprinkles of water over the group from the little swatch of twigs that he was holding, but to the surprise of everybody present he then proceeded to douse me with a series of super strong splashes. 20151204_113252 Along with the others, I bowed and backed out of the hall, not entirely sure why I had been singled out for his special attention. Walking among the rest of the temple complex I hardly noticed the hundreds of other visitors, many of whom were busy clicking off pictures but many other people were walking slowly around the site in some ceremonial way. And then at another smaller temple there was a different monk again sat to the side of the hall. As I peered in through the doorway the monk looked at me.  I laid my rucksack down, kicked off my shoes, approached him at a crouch, and then kneeled before him.  As he blessed me I knew that I was being given permission to forgive myself.  He smiled kindly as he handed me a white cord for my wrist. And then I got on with the day visiting the Royal Summer Palace and a couple of waterfalls.  When I arrived back at my guesthouse I found Robert there and I asked him to tie the white cord around my wrist, closing the circle.

Loy Krathong

Freedom

A week later I was in Laos.  I had trekked to the top of a waterfall with some friends.  We edged out along some bamboo logs which had been placed at the top, holding on to the rustic wooden handrails.  Standing bang in the centre, we could see for miles, across the jungle clad mountains and over and down where the water crashed and tumbled while the misty damp spray rose and swirled around us. I was standing on the very edge of a waterfall in the jungle of northern Laos and as the tears flowed unstoppable down my face and my friends wondered, I raised both arms high.  I had finally forgiven myself.  I was feeling joy, unfettered from guilt.  I am in the jungle of Laos and I am living the dream. Postscript: Forgiving myself does not mean forgetting.  Christopher and Sian: – I will never stop loving you nor give up hope

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Highlights of Bangkok

Highlights of Bangkok

Highlights of Bangkok

Highlights of Bangkok

This was my first visit to South East Asia and I wasn’t too sure what to expect.  Most people told me to head out of Bangkok at the earliest opportunity but I had to be there for a couple of weeks and I intended to make the best of it.  I wanted to know what the best bits of Bangkok were and I was offered a place on a tour which was designed to show off the highlights of Bangkok in a day. After checking into my hostel with its 34 bed dorm!! (more about that later) I set out to explore the city.  I set off with several other travel bloggers and writers to experience the Highlights of Bangkok tour which was organised by the Tourism Authority of Thailand.   As the sun beat down on us and the humidity rocketed we were treated to a whistle stop tour of some of the best sights in the city. Our first stop was Wat Pho – better known as the place which houses the reclining Buddha.  I would get to see a lot of Buddhas over the next few weeks, but this one, my first, holds a special place for me. The Buddha is MASSIVE.  And gold – and it has hordes of people around it all jostling to get a better photo with their selfie sticks held aloft.  It’s so big that it’s impossible to get it all into one picture on an ordinary camera so you can only capture tantalising glimpses through the pillars.

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Those pillars which hold the ceiling up and hide the Buddha from you are a work of art in themselves and they are covered with intricate paintings and pictures; as are the walls.  Along one side of the hall is a long row of little brass bowls. You buy a tub of coins and then walk along the row while dropping a coin with a gentle chink into each pot.  At the end, if your coins match the number of bowls then your wishes will come true. The entire complex of Wat Pho is magnificent with chedis and stupas (pointy bits) in every direction and it has to be top of everybody’s list of the highlights of Bangkok.  There are ancient drawings depicting the pressure points for Thai massage and small outcrops of rock gardens. The sun bounces off the jewelled walls, the colourful tiled roofs and the mosaic encrusted snakes and everywhere there are tourists. But if you want a really magical experience, get along to Wat Pho in the evening.  You will virtually have the place to yourself and it takes on an unearthly glow under the floodlights (click here to read about my night time tuk tuk tour of Bangkok with Expique)

Highlights of Bangkok

After Wat Pho we went to the Grand Palace where the word grand is an understatement.  Like Wat Pho there is simply glitter and bling and grandeur in every direction. Strangely, at first glance, many of the buildings appear to be decorated with cups and saucers and plates….and when you look even closer, you realise that they ARE decorated with cups and saucers and plates

Hundreds of years ago, silk was brought in ships from China in exchange for rice from Thailand.  Silk is relatively light in weight so the Chinese used bricks as ballast in the holds of the ships. Once the ships had docked, the bricks would be dumped – it wasn’t required for the return journey because rice is heavy and the cargo didn’t require additional ballast. A couple of enterprising Chinese sea captains decided to use crockery as ballast instead of bricks –they could sell this in the ports and make a little profit from what would otherwise be a waste product – and this did indeed prove to be a lucrative side trade. The Thais, who were building their temples at the time decided that rather than waste the inevitable broken pieces of crockery that arrived following storms at sea, that they would decorate the walls of their temples with the shiny colourful pieces.  The funny thing is that somewhere along the way they took this a stage further and used whole cups and saucers and plates to make flowers and random patterns.  It seems a weird product to use but it does actually work.

The Grand Palace was even more chaotic and packed with tourists than Wat Pho so eventually we were quite relieved to get out of the relentless sun and find refuge in a riverside restaurant for lunch. The Supatra River House was a peaceful haven from the crowds and we all enjoyed a tasty, traditional lunch in the upstairs restaurant before boarding one of the longtail boats which ply the river.  We were given a tour of the canals -the klongs that Bangkok is built around and we buzzed among the waterside neighbourhoods where mail boxes stand on posts at the water’s edge, a hat shop was operating from a rickety wooden jetty and a fish feeding frenzy was taking place outside one of the temples. In the klongs, ramshackle wooden houses balance precariously at drunken angles over the water next to upmarket and very expensive riverside real estate.  This was a glimpse into another part of city life.  We spotted a water monitor basking on a rock in the sun, boys bathing in the water and wizened old men swinging in hammocks in the shade on verandas.

Highlights of Bangkok

Our final stop of the day was to the iconic Wat Arun. Much of this temple is currently covered in scaffolding as it is being renovated but we could still climb some of the steps and look out over the other buildings.  The teacup art is taken to a new level here with whole pieces of crockery adorning the walls.  Despite the renovation work taking place, Wat Arun should still be on your highlights of Bangkok list. We had a lovely introduction to Bangkok, if tiring day, thanks to our guide Dom and the cute On and the Tourism Authority of Thailand. I was also pleased that On was able to accompany us the following day when I went to the Silom School of Cooking, and we had a chance to chat a little bit more

A hostel with a difference 

The 3Howw Hostel, Sukhumvit

After a hot busy day it was back to my hostel. Always wanting to try something new I had snubbed the standard 10-bed dorm and chosen the 34 bed dormitory at the 3Howw Hostel in Sukhumvit.  I like to be different and this certainly was different. On my arrival I was greeted by the delightfully friendly Pon and shown to my bed.  Described as a pod it looked remarkably like one of the chambers in a Spanish or Latino graveyard.  Chambers were set into the walls and you climb in and you lie down head first with your feet pointing out.

Highlights of Bangkok
A little curtain gives the feeling of privacy and each pod has a light and an electric socket.  The mattresses were the best ever and there were thick scrummy duvets, all with crisp white linen.  I did wonder about the duvets in a city where the temperature hardly dropped below 30 degrees but the frosty air-con made them necessary and I had the best nights’ sleep for a long time.  So much so that I extended my booking and I even returned a week later for more. The 3Howw Hostel Sukhimvit had its unusual 34 bed dorm, but it also had some nice little places to chill and relax.  Despite the size of the dorm this was one of the quietest ones that I have slept in, and each morning there was fresh coffee and samples of different Thai snacks to try.  And something else that is worth a mention – I think that the staff cleaned and mopped out the toilets and showers after every single guest! After the conference quite a few bloggers moved in to the 3Howw Sukhumvit and we commandeered one of the large tables in reception and converted it to our office.  It was Rish’s birthday when we were there and the staff even went out quite late in the evening to try to find her a birthday cake and candles which was a nice touch.
Highlights of Bangkok

I also experienced firsthand the benefits of a VA.  A VA (virtual assistant) is like a PA (personal assistant) but as the name suggests, she (or he) works with you virtually.  Louise has an awesome capacity for grasping concepts and new ideas, teaching herself from online seminars and courses and then puts into practice what she has learnt for the benefits of her clients.  I mercilessly picked her brains, but we also got out and explored quite a bit of the city too.  I will tell you some more about what we saw and did in a later post, but if you want a VA, check her out at Louisetheva.com and see what she can do for you.   Hopefully I have given you plenty to whet your appetite with these highlights of Bangkok.  It is worth spending a few days here – be brave – learn how to get about on the metro and the skytrain and find out for yourself what makes this vibrant Asian cosmopolitan city tick. Disclaimer:  I must thank the Tourism Authority of Thailand for the Highlights of Bangkok tour and also thank the 3Howw Sukhumvit Hostel for a discounted stay. All opinions are, as always, my own and have not been influenced in any way

Scarlet Jones Travels has a new look

 

To coincide with the launch of my long-awaited online course I have re-designed my website Scarlet Jones Travels.

I have been working in Chiang Mai – a large town in the north of Thailand – which is home to probably the largest gathering of digital nomads other than in Medellin on the planet.

Chiang Mai is an intriguing mix of the old and the new, a smorgasbord of street food and it has one of the best markets that I have seen on my travels so far (it even beats the one in Otovalo and that is saying something).

As well as working on content for the course I have some great articles in the pipeline too.

You can learn more about some of the great things to do in Bangkok, my stay in a 34 bed dormitory and about some of the other travel bloggers that I met at the TBEX conference.

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a rather creepy exhibit at the toy museum in Ayuthaya

You can learn about my trip to Kanchanaburi where I stayed on a river raft and where I walked over the bridge that crosses over what was once not the River Kwai but it is now.  You can learn about Hellfire Pass and the cruelty of man against other men and read about the waterfalls at Erewan and the fish that do their best to eat you slim.

I went to the city of Ayutthaya with its packs of (probably) rabid, feral street dogs and I cycled the ruins and the paddy fields of Sukhothai.  I expected one bus journey to take just 2 hours not the 6 that it was scheduled for (I DO know how to read a timetable) and I went three up on a mototaxi (motorbike) during the rush hour without a helmet and I survived.

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Gridlock Bangkok

All of these little gems will be with you shortly – and hopefully will be enough to entice you to sign up to my newsletters if you don’t already receive them

In the future I will post many more stories of inspiration and I will also be including contributions from other travellers, bloggers and writers, so you don’t have to just listen to me rambling on.  I am going to mix it up a bit.

So don’t go too far away because service will be resumed very shortly – just in time for Christmas.

Next week I am crossing the border into Laos.  I could fly but despite being afraid of water I have opted for the slow boat down the Mekong. It will certainly be a challenge as it is two days in something not much bigger than a motorised canoe on the muddy brown river, stopping overnight at a town midway.

See you on the other side.

 

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