It really is amazing how often we put our lives in the hands of strangers – pilots, surgeons, architects, the guy in charge of washing the chicken at TGI Fridays. I found myself marveling at this fact as I was herded into a mini van for the 45 minute drive straight down the mountain out of Sapa. A mountain with… Read More ▶
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Pantloads of Mud
I just got chased down the street by a mob of screaming village women with hand woven blankets on their heads, combs in their hair, heavy silver hoops in their ears and my wallet on their to-do list. I’m in this stunningly beautiful Vietnamese mountain village on the border of China called Sapa where one of the big perks is… Read More ▶
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