West Kalimantan, the place that time forgot

The warm Pontianak air hit me with a hard, humid slap. Touts jostled for attention at Bandara Supadio, vying for my money. I flew in from Kuching, my home city…


They used to call me Pineapple

There are several ways of travelling and scarce ways of remaining in a nation’s conscience. But I did for more than 45 years. Here’s my story. They used…


Laos, a country with two surfaces

Laos is beautiful on its surface. There is a very calm atmosphere that surrounds the country. The old capital cities of Vientiane and Luang Prabang don’t…


Myanmar, blinded by the light

There are two associations that probably pop up in your mind the moment you think about Myanmar (Burma). First of all, Buddhism and giant golden temples.…


Bali and Indonesia, a renewed perspective on paradise

When I first travelled to Bali, Bali meant so many novelties in my life. It was a first time in Asia, a first time in a surfing mecca, a first time in what my…


Postcards from Vietnam (II) – A crush on the north

I have a special thing for the north. Like any other crush, it’s pretty much an irrational thing. Just knowing I’m north delights me. I come from a northern…