Or, how Ed Weinberg went looking for Southeast Asia’s largest volcanic cave and got scraped up, sunburned, lost his lens cap and generally complained a lot
Set on the border amidst dramatic limestone karsts, Lang Son is often relegated to the status of border town. It’s anything but. Julie Vola retraces some well-worn train tracks to the outer reaches of northern Vietnam
If you’re travelling to Melbourne, then there’s one excursion not to be missed — Phillip Island. Just two hours south of the capital of Victoria, here you will find abundant wildlife in its natural environment. And don’t forget the penguins. Words by Katie Jacobs
Ed Weinberg — aka ‘Miami Twice’ — hits Thailand’s highest mountain range alongside his six fellow ‘Ratpackers’, in custom-tailored suits, with a Dean Martinesque glint in their eyes
“You took the what to where?”
That’s what my wife said when I told her I went to Old Dhaka on the city bus.
Vietnamese who grew up in the 1980s like myself were taught in school textbooks that Vietnam has “golden forests and silver seas”. In other words, we were blessed with an abundance of natural resources. We were told that we should be proud of our green paddy fields, our plentiful fish in the ocean and the trees in our many forests.
I start off my 40-hour trans-Pacific journey at 11.40pm from Ho Chi Minh City. Six hours later I’m in Japan. I’ve never been before, and I’m excited — even if it’s just for three hours.