After the final wars, the lone wanderer roamed the great barren expanse, alone with his unique ability to adapt to the environment:
I can keep watching the money shot (from around 5:05) again and again and again.
Author: Justin
Two girls talking
I’m not sure what the context is, but I like their expressions:
Taken about a month ago at a restaurant barge in Don Wai Floating Market (which is no longer a floating market, but rather a very hot and crowded indoor market crammed with people), on the banks of the Nakhon Chaisri River, Nakhon Pathom province.
UPDATE: Kevin provides dialogue.
The State of Insect Farming in Northeast Thailand
Summarized well at the Irrawaddy: Thailand’s Insect Farms Creating a Buzz
I still prefer bacon to fried grasshoppers, but not by much.
Buddhist perspectives
Shooting (through) security bars mounted on a temple window in Laos.
A fruit on my tree
Oh, my Gac! Or should I say, fuck cow?
The tree I planted a handful of gac vines under, in a pot, allowed just one enough shade to survive a full year. I’ve only spotted one fruit so far, but I’m looking forward to see if it will fully ripen.
School art project
Max and Mina made their own t-shirts at school – I wish they’d made them in my size! The writing under the artwork is their names in Thai script.
Morning Market, Vientiane
The morning market in Laos has been replaced by a multi-story shopping mall… Vientiane has been hugely developed in the seven years I’ve been travelling there. The best way to describe it is as a medium-size Thai city with more third-world bright color gaudiness and even more garbage on the streets.
We stopped by a coffee shop where the waitresses wore silk skirts and platform shoes.
We sat at a really cool coffee bean-filled table.
Then we got photobombed by an angry old man.
