Border Crossing

On March 1st I traveled northwest 117 kilometers from Cần Thơ to the border town of Châu Đốc. Having been told that mechanics in Cambodia are unlikely to want to service a Vietnamese motorbike, I spent my time getting some further repairs done on Jackie. I also had her washed, because sometimes you’ve got toContinue reading “Border Crossing”

Riding Solo

The days following Michael’s departure follow much of the same routine as before. Paul continues to search for a buyer for Tangerine Dream, and I get rid of items I no longer need whilst also buying some that I have been unable to find in smaller Vietnamese cities. We follow in Anthony Bourdain’s footsteps andContinue reading “Riding Solo”


On Michael’s last day morning, we make a quick visit to the War Remnants Museum. It is several floors of military equipment, varied propaganda and countless photographs. The photographs are graphic, they are gruesome. They present an era of untold suffering. As I walk through the exhibits, my stomach is in knots and my bloodContinue reading “Goodbyes”

Ho Chi Minh City

Our days in Ho Chi Minh City are nostalgia turned up high. Michael has only a few days left before he flies home. Paul will leave shortly thereafter. I notice that our days are lived out in acute awareness of our ticking clock, and we spend a lot of time reminiscing and telling our favoriteContinue reading “Ho Chi Minh City”