Back To School

Arriving in a foreign city in search of work in a profession in which I had no previous experience was beginning to feel as stupid as it sounded. Everything seemed so absolutely certain while drifting along the dusty tracks of Cambodia, high on endorphins. Fast...
SABAIDEEEEEEEE!!!!

SABAIDEEEEEEEE!!!!

Cries of ‘SABAIDEEEEEEEE!!!!’ (Hello in Laotian) pelted me from nooks and crannies of every roadside village from Vientiane Cambodia. If I happened to pass a school at break-time entire schools would fire off shouts of ‘SABAIDEEEEEEEE!!!!’...
Cycling Cures Malaria

Cycling Cures Malaria

The sweat was falling from every pore like Niagara falls. My head was pounding as if trapped in a vice with Dave Grohl playing the drums on the tightening screw. But I was freezing cold, and hurting. A lot. The seconds ticked past forlornly. Every. Single. One. Maybe...