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We woke lazily and without much purpose. The house had emptied out the day before and it was just Diem, myself and a small gang of motorbikes in the living room. The...
The house was a little slow to rise this misty mountain morning. The previous day's activities had caused deep sleep and I was the first to stir. I made a few calls home...
We rose relatively early to a house salaciously filled with cool and fresh mountain air. The home we were renting was tucked so tightly into its city nook that most of...
Before we get to The Road to Da Lat I must share a celebratory moment. This is a post I am extremely proud of. As this is post number 150. It's been almost two years...
