Ha Giang, Vietnam. High mountains and high gender inequality

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We are driving through the rugged mountain roads in the most remote part of Vietnam – Ha Giang province in the very North next to the border with China. Ha Giang is also one of the least populated and poorest … Read More

Mud and beauty. From Nong Khiaw to Muang Ngoi, North-eastern Laos

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There is something about Laos that cannot be explained in words or photos. It is just the most magical country I have seen. The truck stops and we jump excited, not believing we arrived successfully. We say goodbye to the guys … Read More

Faces of Hoi An

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The Faces of Hoi An A boy I know once said Hoi An is a vortex – a place which draws people and makes it hard for them to leave. He came for a few days, stayed more than a … Read More

A day in Hoi An

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The day starts earlier than I can make a habit for myself. But when in Vietnam do as Vietnamese do. Trying to accommodate this philosophy I wake up in these hours when in our country the whole city sleeps and … Read More

All dressed in white. Wat Tam Wua forest monastery

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I have been interested in what is meditation for the past year. I wondered if it is this really deep thing for only special people who don’t consume chocolate and wine. What happens when you meditate? Is it true it … Read More

A tiny cup of tea in Vietnam

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Your hands are freezing. So is your nose, fingers and eyelids. It is already two hours that you haven’t left the seat of the motorbike, riding through the mountains, on dusty roads, passing by other travelers, by women carrying heavy … Read More

His name is Good Morning Vietnam (or how we bought a motorbike by just having a beer hoi)

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His name is Good morning Vietnam. Maybe he is not as young and pretty as he had once been, but Good Morning Vietnam has aged gracefully and I am sure he keeps many secrets of past adventures. It’s seven o’clock … Read More

Where the birds fly away in the winter

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There the sunset is so pink, so orange and so always at 18 pm. There everything tastes spicy and smells of coconuts. There the hermits fight for new shells and you can find a jellyfish as tiny as a vitamin … Read More