Luciano is a small-framed elderly man of Italian origin, with kind, smiling eyes. Every day,… Continue reading

The chirping of birds.The rustling of a bamboo broom.The slow footsteps of a few monks… Continue reading

I’m sitting at the Night Bazaar intersection, waiting for Loren. When we parted in Pai,… Continue reading

Pai Canyon is located just near the Memorial Bridge that Pure once drove us past… Continue reading

Journey to Pai The peaceful days at Tacomepai eventually had to come to an end.… Continue reading