Our local wet market is a mix of the strange and the familiar. Some things are familiar to me because I’ve lived in Vietnam and Singapore and frequented the.
15 years ago
Confronted with two long curved and dangerously pointed tusks — so long they crossed over in front — and a wise elephant eye, I had no choice but to.
15 years ago
A sky full of floating lanterns is just as magical as I imagined. The crowds and the popping and whistling crackers just faded away every time I looked up.
15 years ago
During the festival of Loi Krathong, little rafts of flowers, banana leaves and incense are floated down Chiang Mai’s Ping River. We are still strangers in Chiang Mai, unsure.
15 years ago
A dramatic dawn showdown by our neighbour’s roosters, Thai music blasted from loudspeakers and a frenzy of barking from the kennel behind us — the early morning soundtrack to.
15 years ago
My excuse was that I’m fuzzy-headed from grief. The travel agent had no excuse — she should know that October has 31 days. So our “booked through to Chiang.
15 years ago
“It’s your Dad,” Mum says. “He’s dead.” I knew from the heavy tone of Mum’s voice when she answered the phone that something serious had happened. But I thought.
15 years ago
My hands cover Miss M’s tiny ones, which are holding onto her dad’s sides. She doesn’t have the arm span to reach around him. My legs and arms hold.
15 years ago