It's time to steam ahead. We're talkin warp speed in hot pants ( Read more... )

I guess i'll have to make something clear from the last post: it was a product of a string of horrible days that put a fatalistic light on everything. No heroin involved. The depression i slipped into after leaving cambodia, a virtually non-existent diet and the lack of sleep took a physical toll... so much so that people thought i was an addict ( Read more... )

There are days i want to write on here some tiny inadequate message revealing small parts of all the changes taking place around me, but then i think better of myself and agree that there are no words for it. Everything is changing and at such a pace that i feel listless sometimes, like i'm floating and none of it is real, but it washes over me ( Read more... )

It was sunrise over Phnom Penh when i hired two young boys in a longtail boat to row out in the lake and collect a handful of lotus blossoms for the journey to the border. The water was silver and ringed by shacks covered with rusted tin, and i sat on the dock with a cup of coffee watching the boat move slowly through the floating vegetation under ( Read more... )

The Foreign Correspondents Club was amazing... the martinis alone could drive me into fits of melodramatic praise, not to mention the presence of actual diplomats at their suave best surrounding us, the diplomatic imposters. Candlelight and violin. Silks. Velvet drapes. It was a different world once you walked through the double doors, one with a ( Read more... )

There's a town in the south of Cambodia that has to be one of the most charming places in the entire country... an old colonial riverport that even now boasts a quiet grace, quietness and grace being rarities here. Days in Kampot were blissful, slow, uneventful, and most of all -- PEACEFUL ( Read more... )

Well even though last night was semi-disasterous, i still managed to have something of a good time. I went home and remade myself into a gorgeously male frenchman (we decided to go as frenchmen)... which involved actually shaving and wearing clean clothes, having a fresh alain delon dangling from my lips and that certain swagger from the hip that ( Read more... )

I was supposed to spend the past few days at a beach not too far from here, but of course something came up to prevent any chance of seaside margaritas and fried crickets... a cut on my leg became quickly and severely infected -- within a matter of hours -- and had me worrying about tetanus for days. I had pains in my calf that got worse and worse ( Read more... )

Sorry for the multitude of photos, but like hell i'm using a cut for this.


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Never-ending expanses of rice paddies dotted with the odd coconut palm eventually gave way to row upon row of small wooden shacks sporting signs like "Cambodian People's Party" and "Angkor Beer." The curved roof struts of several wats could be seen popping up in the distance and gave the impression that every roof in town was made of snakes and ( Read more... )