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I've never met a market I didn't like. Even when there's absolutely nothing I'm remotely interested in buying (which is quite often the case), markets are an amazing window into how shit gets done ...
This is what a $3 meal in Vietnam looks like.
(Not pictured: 3 already-gobbled-up spring rolls)
A year (and 2 weeks -- as always, we are a little behind on the blogging front), we left Korea and set out on our longest 'vacation' to date. Over the year, we've experienced some extremes: the lon...
A year of traveling squished into one little blog!
Choosing a guest house in Luang Prabang is (much like the city in general) pretty stinkin' great. Just wander down one of the cobblestone side streets on either side of the night market, and you'll...
More about Luang Prabang.
Also, big changes at Yeti: our blog background is white. Woah.
I left Kaivalyam almost three months ago -- three dismally alcohol-ful and yoga-less months. I made a half-arsed effort to track down a class during our Southern Thailand escapades, but with classe...
The view from our guest house in Sapa. Hey world. why you so pretty all the time?
Falafel! Hikeable hills! Buckets of booze (not yet consumed, so not yet pictured -- will remedy this tonight)!
You and I are going to get long just fine, Koh Phangan.
Although I spent a little more in Cambodia than in Nepal and India, Cambodia was - like everywhere we've been so far - pretty flipping cheap. Since I was traveling solo, I spent about half my time ...
Another day, another budget post!
My five week stint in Goa was a bit wacky, budget-wise -- I spent a crazy (for Goa) amount on accommodation, and very little on anything else! Turns out, if you cook all your meals at home (bliss!...
This one time, I spend 5 weeks (and under $550) in Palolem, Goa.
Today is a good day for a lot of reasons (morning run, rad bike ride, gorgeous temple), but mostly because my hair matches my shirt.
When I planned my month in Goa, I pictured myself in a nice wee beach side shack -- all rustic and bricky and stuff. Somehow, though, I ended up here: ...in a spacious... ...air conditioned apartmen...
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Phnom Penh: 2 days in this city, and I'm already looking for jobs and apartments! I'm a little bit in love.
India is a great place to eat. The food is cheap, flavorful, and - perhaps most importantly, in my eyes - plentiful. It's also ridiculously vegetarian-friendly. In Rajasthan, in particular, the maj...
The raddest restaurant in Rajasthan!
$6000 a year
...is what I would spend, if I lived in Palolem forever (based on my current average daily spending).
Sure, the Indian government wouldn't let me, and sure, I wouldn't actually want to. Still, though, it's good to know!
The Drink of the Day
Club soda with fresh lime juice and slices of jackfruit.
Amazing.
Tumblr, meet my bike.
Once upon a time, I found myself in Palolem, a wee beach town surrounded by lovely flat, empty roads through ride paddies. The perfect place to get my bike on! Sadly, I was out of luck. It turns out that Palolem (in monsoon, anyway) is full of 'Bikes for Rent' signs, but much less full of actual bikes. I knocked on doors, called numbers painted on signs, and even enlisted the help of my landlord, but after three days, I still had no stinkin' bike.
Then one day, while walking home, bike-less and dejected, a dude on a scooter gave me a huge grin, waved, and stopped to chat. He had a strange mini-mullet, mad English skills, and (get this) a bike he never used. He offered it to me for free for the whole month.
So, the bike and I lived happily ever after. Well, for a month, anyway.
This wee kitty hung out with me on my walk today. I know it's a weird camera angle, but he really is as little as he looks.
I reallyreallyreally wanted to bring him home with me, but his parents (or street gang buddies) were lurking nearby, so I thought kidnapping him would be a bit harsh.