Kristi and I were watching a sunset on a local’s beach in Phu Quoc, Vietnam, when a trio of young men – armed with grilled shrimp, a giant karaoke machine, and enough beer to drown a mule – waved us over. At first we shyly […]
If you read Part I of this series, you will know that I accidentally drank beer for breakfast and thus had some challenges in photographing Hanoi. Drinking beer for breakfast isn’t something I do often – no really I promise! I do it maybe four […]
After my recent trip to Hanoi, I ended up deleting about 98% of my photos. It was a photo-editing blood bath. Let me tell you why.
When I travel to “scary” third-world countries, my parents worry. They envision me kidnapped by Jihadists, murdered by drug lords or held captive by a rogue government and forced to pay a ransom for my release.