A Journey To Luang Prabang
A Journey To Luang Prabang I’ve got to tell you, flying into a third world country is a lot less stressful than I thought it would be. We disembark right onto the runway. Steam ascends off the concrete from a recent cloud burst. Low grey clouds cloak the jungle from my anxious eyes. But I can smell it. The earth is hiding just beyond my sight, stalking, waiting for an unsuspecting moment to pounce out from beyond the cloak of mist An attendant in a brightly colored sarong and button down sweater guides us to the visa office. The lines are short and quick. There are no bulky x-ray machines or...
Read MoreMy Week At The Beach
My Week At The Beach I sit in on the veranda of my bungalow on the beach and watch the rain. A monsoon has us under its liquid grip. The tide has left quickly. The fisherman, waist deep, don’t seem to mind. My supper will be served on a plate, theirs at the end of their line. I’ve learned much in our week at the beach. I’ve learned that mothers, friends, sisters, and lovers from around the world find the time to nurture themselves, and each other in this humble land. I’ve learned that europeans take a lot more vacations then Americans. People are gentle and kind here . We met a Marine...
Read MoreThe Amulet Market
The Amulet Market Who Knew I would turn into a geek so quickly. My eye is not keen for the nuances. Nor do I know much about the background, or the history behind amulets. But there I was geeking out like a 12 year old boy peering at his favorite athletes’ player card. I know, I was, and still am one of THOSE kids. My sports card collection is so big I could sell it by the pound, and still turn a tidy profit. I had walked through the amulet market earlier in the week, and also on a previous trip. Or at least what I thought was the amulet market. I found it to be too busy and bothersome for...
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