We bused into Kuala Lumpur shortly before 5am and scrambled to find a place to stay.
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Day Two in Nong Khiaw
Today we woke up earlier than usual, and after all toilette and pleasantries were managed, we were on the street and operational by 9:30 a.m. This was pretty good of us, considering we would rather have laid snuggling inside a cold bungalow for another hour or so. But we had a sense of duty and … Continue reading Day Two in Nong Khiaw
Entering Lao PDR
We woke up extra early this morning, as Rebecca reiterated, to secure good seats on the slow boat down the river. She had done some research in the travel guides and keyed into the tip to sit as near the front as possible: the rear of the boat houses an enormous gas motor that incredibly … Continue reading Entering Lao PDR
Departure from Thailand
After breakfast and as much tourism as we dared squeeze in, we hustled over to the bus terminal and (as it turned out) only barely caught the next bus to Chiang Khong. If we'd missed that bus, I'm not sure we could have caught another one that same day—the Chiang Khong district checkpoint was only … Continue reading Departure from Thailand
Departure via the Blue Lagoon
Woke up after dreams of an online friend calling me (she does not have my number IRL) because I associate her with world travel, and here I was in another country. It's like a kind of validation, suggesting that I've arrived or am on the rise. I wouldn't want my Reykjavik excursion to represent the … Continue reading Departure via the Blue Lagoon
To Isafjorđur… or Not
Today we woke up, cleaned the cool-ass little apartment up, and checked out. We agreed we would miss the little pad, with its garish cow duvet and supremely convenient closet-kitchenette. If I could travel the world and secure such an apartment for myself everywhere I went, why, I should be quite content indeed. We trotted … Continue reading To Isafjorđur… or Not
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