Rather, I met a man at a train station (don’t worry, David was there, too). I’d been having a rough morning of cultural differences, so while I sat in the corrugated metal seats, waiting for our train to Saigon, it’s fair to say that I had my don’t-mess-with-me-b*tch face on. “You from Canada?” The flag […]
“Tiiiiiiiip. Tiiiiiiiip,” screeched the waitress as she dropped the drinks off at the table next to us. I quickly discovered that tips are NOT optional at the Chiang Mai Lady Boy Cabaret show. David and I hastened to get our 20 Baht notes ready for the next time we ordered a drink. (more…)
Is there anything better than Paris? Le sigh. Je ne pense pas. Paris is for lovers. If you’re going there as a singleton – and I’ve done it, on Valentine’s Day no less – you’re going to feel your singleness. Sorry. It’s just the way Paris is. (more…)