After 36 years, back in a socialist country. After buses, borders and a dozen small surprises. The beginning of a new country on the banks of the Mekong.
236. | Chiang Rai
A blue church instead of a white one. And a clock tower that plays music that I will never forget.
235. | Laos
My Thai visa is expiring, so I’m choosing a new direction. Bus to Chiang Rai, then across the Mekong to Laos. I know almost nothing about it. Maybe that’s why it’s exciting.
234. | I May Be Wrong
The author may have written a book about doubt, which I read with open and hopeful eyes. Now I open my palms and let go of both doubt and hope.
233. | Trapped by insurance
The first letter was honest. That’s why I didn’t send it. The second was polite. I sent this one. The answer is exactly what we don’t use paper for here in Asia.
232. | Two adventurous days around Pai
I loved spending the whole day observing my surroundings with effortless attention. It felt like my boat was swimming with the fish.
231. | A little lesson organized into a map
I don’t always like lists. This one really got me with its first point. It became an internal map. Sometimes it’s good for a hiker to look at the map.
230. | Pai
Pai’s terrace gave me friends, a rat gave me patience, and a water bottle taught me to let go of what I didn’t want to let go of.
229. | Mae Hongson
Google Maps, dogs, a river and a lost trail. The 900 meters from the church turned into a jungle hike. I arrived alive.
228. | Which book tells who I am?
I started writing this post 4 weeks ago. That’s when I first wrote the word Redesign. After 4 weeks, this word has two meanings.