The hardest part of travel isn’t what you think. It’s not the jet lag, food poisoning or being stuck in the middle seat on a 12-hour flight between two people who’ve haven’t showered months or possibly ever.
It’s coming home.
The route to Phu Quoc island in Southern Vietnam was a massive adventure filled with crazy driving, a chain-smoking driver and one noisy rooster that sang like he was at karaoke bar after too many shots of Tequila.
Some days I’m snorkeling with sea lions. There’s other days where I’m just trying to get through the day without pooping on myself. Today is one of those days. In my latest post, I chat about the worst part of travel: food poisoning.
Check out the second edition of my short-term journal series about life on the road! In Volume 2 of the South America diaries, I chat about Uruguay & Chile. I also talk about finances and breakdown of the average daily cost of the trip!
Since I’m on the road for all of 2018, I’ll be starting a short-term journal series about life on the road starting with the South American Diaries. Check out the first edition about life in Buenos Aires including getting stuck in an elevator & joining locals for an asado (barbecue)!
It is impossible to resist the charm of India. There is no place on the globe as colorful, intense, captivating, heartbreaking or complex. In this personal essay, I explain why I can’t resist coming back despite the food poisoning.
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