NSFW Temples or How Victor and I became Temporary Celebrities

NSFW Temples or How Victor and I became Temporary Celebrities

Buckle in, the day has come.  This is our very first NSFW post.  None of this previous “Asian Massage but no Happy Ending” or “Pot Pizza without Any Actual Pot” nonsense.  This post is going to contain the most non-family friendly pictures so far, at…

Village Homestay in India – New Year, Goats, and Bootleg Brandy

Village Homestay in India – New Year, Goats, and Bootleg Brandy

Ever since we started seriously traveling, we usually take two weeks either around Thanksgiving or Christmas/New Year for a long trip out of the country.   To date, we have celebrated New Year watching fireworks while wearing white and drinking champagne with locals on a beach…

The Holy River of Ganges – Food Poisoning, Death, and Scams

The Holy River of Ganges – Food Poisoning, Death, and Scams

Varanasi remains to this day one of the most surreal experiences of my life. Grief and poverty, hope of reincarnation and casual indifference to burning human corpses, all blended within a rigid structure of strict funeral customs makes for a stunning picture to an unindoctrinated Westerner. It is a city unlike any I have ever been to – a place where both live and dead are looking for their next reincarnation.
It is not a place I am likely to forget.

India – Lost Passport and Opium on Christmas Eve

India – Lost Passport and Opium on Christmas Eve

Heading to India both Victor and I were completely paranoid about getting food poisoning which could ruin our entire vacation.  We inspected every plate, fork, and spoon and cleaned it with napkins.  We ate only cooked vegetables, didn’t order any drinks with ice, drank only bottled water, and were very careful not to ingest anything that wasn’t fresh or freshly cooked.  We carried on like this for four full days.   And it was this unparalleled state of paranoia and obsession with cleanliness that made the events of the fifth day so damn funny.