The Visa Run and an Expat Informant

Arriving in Laos for the second time, I confirmed that it feels as if something is sucking the country dry. You can sense it, like a sponge that swallows up water. My companion named the sponge; “It’s China. They’re pillaging this country.”


The Migrants at Promenada

I ordered a cup of coffee and sat at a table by the café, wondering what all of these people do in Thailand. In the retirement and medical line I found a range of elderly to really elderly people. A couple of them looked beaten. Now they’re here, for reasons that are their own.