Just like Asian cuisine, life will contain a balance of everything. Sweet, salty, bitter, and uh, habanero?
I’ve never got kicked out of a country before, but let me tell you, it’s a bit more dramatic than getting kicked out of high school chemistry, which happened on a weekly basis.
You’ll see pricy menus with silk scoops of gelato across the street from temples swarming with novices in their saffron robes, peeping cell phones concealed in their folds of fabric, their faces glued to the glowing screens.
The last time I was in Laos, I was locked out of China due to covid, floating around SE Asia with only the clothes that I had in my backpack, trying to teach online for two months. Bathing suits, mind you, do violate the dress code.. After a short stint in Kuala Lumpur to join a few other misplaced teachers, I returned to Laos until I had to evacuate the country, one of the more traumatic moments of my life, grown folks begging with ticket agents to board planes.