When I travel, often the unexpected experiences that happen unplanned, or when things go wrong, end up creating the best stories and the most treasured memories.
Why I loved Kampot, Cambodia Sleepy, riverside Kampot somehow oozes charm out of it’s dilapidated yellow French colonial buildings and dusty, pot holed roads. Its
Hanoi buzzes as millions of motorbikes crowd the small streets of the Old Quarter Dodging the incessant buzzing and honking of Hanoi’s 2 million motorbikes
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