It was meant to be India. But it turned out some outbreak of inter-governmental handbags had turned the usual month of Indian visa-drudgery into a full on three month nightmare, and...

It’s the elephant in the room, of course. For a certain age and mindset, the words ‘Vietnam’ and ‘war’ just go together like a horse & carriage. But not, it would appear, to the...

No-one bears a grudge. As Westerners, people might assume us to be Americans, or Aussies – onetime combatants, and much more numerous here than Brits. But if anyone was harbouring...

Went out one morning and just had this funny feeling something was missing. Penny dropped: my hat! Yes, I’d left my beloved Panama on the bus back from Ha Long. When I’d stopped crying...

It was late when we arrived at Saigon central market, and most of the stalls were shut down for a well-deserved Sunday evening rest, but we were relieved to find several of the food...

5.30am in our homstead by An Bang beach and my alarm goes off. Ah yes. Dawn on the beach. Last day. Now or never. Neeeearly roll over and go back to sleep, but… Billed as ‘watch...

It was a million, give or take. Which sounds a lot, but we’d come here to Can Tho mostly to see the floating market, so we decided to suck it up. After all, it was still less than £40...

For the final week or so we’d decided to chill – hop over to Phu Quoc island and get in some serious beach time. But what the hell…? The taxi from the ferry knew the address straight...