The legend of the oily passport

When I wrote my first post about travel fuck-ups, I thought that was all of them. Later, I remembered my Phuket-poisoning. But I still forgot about the big one. The mother of all travel fuck-ups, if you will. Spoiler alert: Never put your passport anywhere near liquids in your bag. Especially when those liquids happenContinue reading “The legend of the oily passport”

There are more than temples and rice fields in Bali

When I first came to Bali, I called it “the Silicon Valley of Southeast Asia” in my head. Of course, this is not exactly true. There is no emerging tech-scene or anything like that. But the atmosphere was close to how I would imagine Silicon Valley, in a romanticized way.

Poisoned in Phuket

While replying to some comments on the post about travel fuck-ups, I remembered a few things. See, I’ve been traveling even before Micah and I got together – and still managed to fuck up enough for two people in the process. So now, a lesson in unnecessary suffering. I hope you have a better timeContinue reading “Poisoned in Phuket”