Bangkok Flower Market by Night

I said I’d write about Bangkok Flower Market in a post I published back in January. It might be March now, but I’ve never been one to break a promise, even if it does come with endless apologies for being late. I’ve never really learnt the art of being early, come to think of it….

Getting Lucky at The Golden Triangle

Gulping down the last of my English Breakfast tea, I scoop up my bag from the tiled floor and head out to meet my driver and guide for the day. He checks that I have my passport (required as we’re venturing close to the border today) and I hop in. Already seated inside the minivan…

The grown man who’d never been in a lift – experimental post

There’s a childlike excitement in his eyes I regrettably never anticipated; they flitter erratically – anxiously consuming every detail of the metal box before it’s snatched away. In the brief, eternal moment, I’m choked by the brutal unfairness of it all. I knew it before, but it has never looked at me expectingly in the…