Viet Kieu: Returning to Vietnam for the first time
Until Vietnam, the town ‘Trà Vinh’ had just been two words that followed ‘Place of birth’ on Hai’s passport. Usually taking care of most of …
Until Vietnam, the town ‘Trà Vinh’ had just been two words that followed ‘Place of birth’ on Hai’s passport. Usually taking care of most of …
Hai had been eager to go fishing since we got here. Each body of water we stopped at during our four-day horse riding journey around …
I was determined not to let the horse riding experience from the day before overwhelm me. I had to take control of this horse. And …
After surviving an unexpected early morning meeting with a yak, it was time to head out on our second day of horse riding in Central …
It’s a startling realization that an animal of any decent size or threat is watching you, let alone close enough to make a move. I …
There’s something slightly petrifying about being handed a horse and being asked to ride it for days across the Mongolian countryside. Half-wild and uncastrated, these …
Having left later than scheduled from camp, and with a long day of driving ahead, the driver didn’t waste any time easing into the bumpy …
Apart from the few hours of plains we viewed from the Trans-Mongolian, this was our first look at the countryside of Mongolia. Swerving around livestock …
Her matching mustard pant and shirt set stood out across the vacant square, her outstretched arms waving and gesturing for us to come over. Having …