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Coming home
Yesterday we travelled across the world for the second time in a week, crossing the dateline and arriving…
Yesterday we travelled across the world for the second time in a week, crossing the dateline and arriving…
When I think of Cambodian dessert, I don’t think of cake. I think of mango. Or sticky rice.…
This Thanksgiving Day, I am wearing black and white. No turkey, pumpkin pie or celebrations around a dinner…
Having lived in Phnom Penh for a few months now, there are certain things I’ve discovered are important…
I spent today with a lieutenant in the Vietnamese army, sitting behind him for seven hours as he…
"How do you say thank you in Vietnamese?" The border guard stared blankly at me, mumbled something (which…