It’s been a few years now since I walked my grubby, DEET-covered feet across the Cambodian border into Laos. I’ll never forget the feeling of serenity that gently enveloped me …
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It’s been a few years now since I walked my grubby, DEET-covered feet across the Cambodian border into Laos. I’ll never forget the feeling of serenity that gently enveloped me …
On an absolute whim, after a few months of being a solo lass living in inner-city Melbourne, I had decided that I needed a trip away – a real adventure …
‘This trip will change your lives.’ Our Cambodian guide, Kakada, made this rather grandiose claim in a Bangkok hotel foyer to fifteen strangers sitting quietly around a table, me included. …
I acknowledge the Wurundjeri people of the Kulin Nation, the traditional owners of the land on which I live and work. I pay my respects to their elders, past and present, and acknowledge sovereignty has never been ceded.