vagabonding

a shoestring journey in pictures and words

Tokyo Slow

A mere 48 hours in Japan still allowed for the occasional peaceful moment.

























My Birthday Girl

May the adventures never stop.
















Two-Snake Day in Bagan

Fortunately, the cobra wasn't the one that I dislodged from the ruined temple I was climbing. Rather, it was dead, having had an unpleasant run-in with washerwomen on the riverbank. The ~1.3-meter-long live one seemed about as surprised to end up on my feet as I was to briefly host it there.







These photos reside on Flickr.

For a wordier take on foreign independent travel, see my jottings from a 2003-4 Pacific Rim trip.