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.
14 years ago
A frantic flight home, a funeral, floods in Bangkok and a missed festival – a pretty crap couple of weeks for us. If “pretty crap” can sum up the.
14 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
A dear friend jets off to Vietnam next week with her toddler son, slightly apprehensive about her first overseas trip as a single mother. The unstoppable Ms J is.
15 years ago
After feeling lost and confused in Chiang Mai for nearly four days, I’m in the zone again. The expat zone. We’re in a vegetarian restaurant. It’s air-conditioned. There’s free.
15 years ago
Sitting under a faded red umbrella, slurping up a delicious curry chicken noodle dish as monks chant at a neighbouring wat, the huge upheaval suddenly seemed worth it. Our.
15 years ago
“How much for two books?” a guy says, after spending a few minutes reading the blurbs of the books stacked on our sales table. “The books are $3 each,.
15 years ago