STORIES

I swear to God, I didn’t plan any of this stuff.

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One For the Eggman
I woke up realizing that I was surrounded by strawberries. Plump, juicy, well-shaped red drops of nature were all that I could see. Fields of strawberries stretched far and wide no matter which way I looked....
Saigon night
Motorbike Notes: Part VIII (Final Destination: Bonjour, Saigon)
I drove along a wide and empty beach, leaving Mũi Né and all its elements behind. My next stop was Phan Thiết, where the plan was as simple as it could get. All I had in mind was find a motel in the water...
Letter Hanoi babe
Letter to my First Vietnamese Babe
Remember when we both got woken up by a cockroach after we had our first coitus following our first date, a few days after we first met? We both jumped like bunnies in a field, startled by the dern roach...
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A Veritable Friendship
Noon was getting closer in a small town in Belarus. Pavel was one of the small-town people who would choose to step outside his modest abode. He’d been living in the exact same flat of the exact same building...
Da Nang Dane
The Đà Nẵng Dane
Every now and then one stumbles across some special character that tells something as stupefying and intriguing as it can get. Such an individual suddenly pops in and out in some of the most random place...
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That One Time In Budapest
I entered Budapest after seeing the Bavarian Alps and glimpses of Vienna on the way. It was twilight when the bus driver announced our arrival in the Hungarian capital. I followed Martina’s instructions...
Mui Ne
Motorbike Notes: Part VII (From Đà Lạt, Further South)
We walked through the wonder garden full of poignant green nuances. We were like those 2 kids in the school trip venturing off the beaten track, making our own personalized itinerary, just for the sake...
Entering Da Lat
Motorbike Notes: Part VI (Entering the Đà Lạt magic)
I arose from my bed at the dawn’s calling. The sole thought in my mind was a simple one. One word with an exclamation point, in capital letters, to add further stress to the exclamatory nature of it: GO!...
Singapor dump
Singapore Dump Wisdom
Yusuf was coming back from breakfast and a quick promenade back and forth to the iconic Merlion statue from Singapore. It was only his 2nd day in the bustling South East Asian metropolis for him. The excitement...
Quy Nhon boozz
Motorbike Notes: Part V (Đà Nẵng-Hội An-Quy Nhơn)
Eventually, I decided I had more or less enough of the whole Đà Nẵng business. What more could I even get from that city? And one could loaf around in a hostel with jolly Russians only that much. So, my...
Long break
Motorbike Notes: Part IV (A Long Long Break)
Once securing my stay in Đà Nẵng and leaving my belongings in more or less safe circumstances, I took a stroll around the coastal night market, which was quite nearby. I reminded myself that my beloved...
Dragon Da Nang
Motorbike Notes: Part III (Road to Đà Nẵng)
Life on the motorbike just seems to make complete sense. There’s that inner balance that the ancient scholars bragged about, be it somewhere in China or in the proximity of Athens. It’s all about the way,...
Submarine dreama
A Dream I Could Remember
I just woke up from a dream I really fancied. It was one of those dreams that you enjoy so much to the point that when you wake up from it, your disappointment is so bitter and complete that you make an...
Hue
Motorbike Notes: Part II (Huế)
I woke up in the morning thinking about all the lore and fantasy that Huế had to offer. And the fact that I could spend time in that city indefinitely just to uncover all those mysteries made me impatient...
The Witty side of the College realm
The Witty Side of the College Realm
I had another Bánh mì[1] at my favorite place in Da Nang, a city that kept me there indefinitely. If one reason to live in Vietnam was Bún chả Hanoi[2], another one would definitely be Bánh mì....
down south 2
Motorbike Notes (Part I)
In the city of Hanoi the looks of foreigners can be found from time to time. Expat foreigners, to be more accurate. Some of these lads drive motorbikes. When in Hanoi, do as the Hanoians do. And these...
pizza rant
Mayhem in Laos
I was walking on the street. Or the street was walking on me. It depends how one looks at it. But I’m not writing about the street. It’s about where the street got me. And it got me in front of a charming,...
Bangkok Ordeal
Bangkok Ordeal: Part I
It all began as a mistake. I was in Cambodia and my visa was about to expire. I had to do something about it. It was the first situation of the kind, since I planned to come back right away in Cambodia...
Ha Long 4
Ha Long Bay dodgy adventure (Poem Mountain hike)
I had 3 days off. Combine that with the weekend and you have a mini holiday. The best thing to do, if you live and work in Hanoi, in many people’s opinion, is to get the hell out of that city and enjoy...
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Summer Of Love
The jam It was June. The open air monthly jam session from the cute Dutch city of Haarlem was reenacted once again. The power of music united souls again. as it did on the first Saturday of every month....
Hard Luck woman
Hard Luck Girl
I began the lesson as usual. I was in one of the funny classes were I really enjoyed myself. I walked in and everyone stood up. I asked them one or two questions to get the atmosphere going. “ARE YOU HAPPY?”...
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A [Re]Combobulated Tale
Tori Onawa had always prided himself on his combobulation. His combobulation was his primary benchmark to measure his overall well-being. A combobulated day was a successful day for Tori. He had never...
On Highschool
On High School
Many people will agree that high school is arguably the most intense time to be alive during the process of growing up as a human being. Some remember it dearly. Some dreadfully. The matter of fact is...
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Once Upon A Time In Indonesia
I was waiting for the plane to take off. I had just finished spending 2 weeks in Bali. Why Bali? Because I’d already been in Indonesia for nearly 5 months. I was just finishing my exchange semester in...
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Feelin' Cheesy
I want to talk a little bit about cheese. This isn’t any story or riddle with some hidden meaning or any epistle dedicated to something or someone in particular, except maybe to cheese a little bit. I...
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A Twisted Dream
I’m sitting in this living room. I look around and everything looks soviet. The couch, the carpet, the framed mirror covering the upper half of one of the walls and the TV were all contributing to...
Franky
Don't Mess With Franky While Walking Your Dog On The East Side
A new friend enters the scene Now there was this one dude I used to hang out with in my early days of high school. Even to this day I’m not sure if there was something inherently wrong with him, or he...
The Happy Hobol
The Happy Hobo
People need jobs. That’s what everyone tells you. Jobs come in different ways, shapes and forms in order to match people’s skills, knowledge, attitudes and mindsets. It’s just the way it is. Like a math...
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Couchsurfing My Way Out
It was the year of our lord 2020. Late spring to be more precise. A little something called Covid 19 changed everyone’s life and mostly not for the better. 2 months of government-imposed home isolation...
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Chit Chat With a Local Legend In Cambodia
The compelling force of the cosmic empire struck me once again and hit me flat in my face one particular morning in Phnom Penh city. I woke up way too early and as usual, having nothing better to do, I...
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Rolling Stoned On A Dutch Train
My best friend (and only friend) from Brazil, Remera, texted me that she’d just booked a ticket to Amsterdam. I hadn’t seen her for a damn year so it was a perfect reunion. We met during her exchange program...
Drunk teacher
The Almost Sober IT Teacher
We used to have this IT cover teacher for a while in high school. Our actual teacher went away or had something else to do or some relative died (I don’t remember exactly and at this point I don’t really...
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The weird dream after a night of clubbing
I just had one of the weirdest, stupidest dreams one can imagine. And it happened after one night when I was curious enough to go clubbing, just to remind myself why I didn’t go clubbing in the first place....
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Short diary of an English teacher
One day I was sent to be a cover teacher at this high school in Hanoi city, not so far from the city center. As I was driving through the Vietnamese capital I observed a whole series of contrasts. From...