The Motorbike Diaries: Exploring Vietnam Rain Poncho Fashion
I’m going to state the obvious – I’m a girl. What I mean by that is I can exhibit typical girl traits at times, especially…
I’m going to state the obvious – I’m a girl. What I mean by that is I can exhibit typical girl traits at times, especially…
My Vietnamese motorbike license has finally arrived, which means one thing: bribery actually works. See, you learn something new every day in Vietnam. Of course,…
It was the weekend, and that meant only one thing: time to hop on my motorbike and dive back into the sea of two wheels…
I found this great video of how to cross the street in Vietnam. It doesn’t actually give you any specific pointers, but you will get…
The motorbike in my living room has been… well, mostly a piece of furniture lately. It’s been parked for five solid days. Not a sputter,…
Sunday. No rain. No excuses. Just me, the motorbike, and the relentless Saigon sun glaring down like a spotlight on my pride. I’d been staring…
There’s a motorbike in my living room. Don’t worry—I didn’t drive through a wall in some Evel Knievel stunt gone wrong. It’s just sitting there,…
I started my morning screaming at people today. Granted, I’m not a morning person; that’s no secret, but I don’t normally scream at people. Sure,…
I’ve been in Vietnam now for 4 months, and I keep hearing about a city in the south that is supposedly not like Vietnam; the…
I had a funny little day yesterday. The scary part is that I’m starting to believe this is normal for my life in Vietnam. My…