Today it’s raining in a place where it sometimes doesn’t rain for 3 years. The local indigenous mob and custodians of the land are the…

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Today it’s raining in a place where it sometimes doesn’t rain for 3 years. The local indigenous mob and custodians of the land are the…
Life is precious, and it may end at any moment, so here I keep a brief record of the things I have done in case…
It is dusk in Hanoi, and a fine mist is falling, turning the myriad of coloured lights into a haze and causing the many motor…
We fly along mountain roads under coconut trees, through tiny villages with people on the streets making offerings. Driving is Dilly, a man I met four…