Whether hiking the Appalachian Trail or trying to find Macy’s at the mall, where would we be without maps? Well … probably lost. Maps help locate us and get us from point A to B. They’re perfect for presenting lots of information in one graphic image, and by definition maps must be functional.
As Noel Coward said, only “mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun.” I’m neither, which is why I was safely ensconced on our deep, shady guesthouse balcony – bare feet propped up, cool Beer Lao in hand.
Early mornings in Luang Prabang are quiet, unhurried affairs. The highlands surrounding the town bless the day with a delightful long-sleeved respite from the heat, and it’s the perfect time for a jog and a meandering, cool-down walk.
As a child of the predominately Christian west I learned the stories of Mary’s virgin birth, the life of Jesus, the crucifixion and resurrection – all themes that have dominated Christian art and architecture for hundreds of years.
“You’ve visited tons of places, so whats’s your favorite place in the world?” We get this question a lot, and it’s a tough one to answer.
I’ve always been a relatively active person, but I must admit, that my inner slug rejoices and I’m a wee bit jealous every time I see someone kicked back takin’ it easy.
It could be a Pecos Bill tall tale, but according to folklore, Weston, Texas was established at the location “where the wagon wheel broke.” This yarn is rich in cowboy serendipity, and even if it isn’t true, my inner buckaroo loves the story.
After reading this title, the first question that pops into your mind is probably: “What on earth is this post about?”