From Da Nang, with Love

Da Nang, Vietnam may be one of the the friendliest places I’ve ever been. Please tell me that holding that family’s child while the father took our picture overlooking the river was real. Yes, it was real. Thank you, Da Nang. Thank you.

Jason Slurps His Second Authentic Vietnamese Pho

A great breakfast at the Ho Chi Minh City airport!

Still Here

More soon… For now, hanging on in the wilds of Vietnam.

Brutal Travel List (Injuries)

Injuries sustained on this trip through Southeast Asia: blisters and cuts on feet from sandy sandals; moderate gash on left hand from getting slashed by a metallic fan; sunburn from being too lazy to apply sunscreen; mosquito bites up and down legs; large bruise on left arm from snorkeling in Malaysia. Actually, most of the injuries occurred in Malaysia. Fortunately no disease or food sickness yet. Haven’t had to use any of the prescription medications yet, but the super strong band-aids from the first aid kit have come in handy. /end_injury_travelog

More Beauty and Relics from Kampot Provence

Questionable scaffolding:

Rice, rice, endless rice.

Hilarious teenagers. Almost all claimed to have three or more girlfriends:

And abandoned trampolines:

And a closed library:

Phnom Ch’nork

Justoy, our guide, leading us through the 7th Century Hindu caves. Jason looking on, avoiding the excrement buildup from all of the bats.

The Road to Kampot

Route 3 from Sihanoukville

Scenes from Prek Kampot

Kampot, oh glorious Kampot…

Lounging Official at the paradise of Les Manguiers Guest House

Jason Conger: Sihanoukville Train Wreck