A story is like a river. Sometimes a river disappears, but that doesn't necessarily mean it has dried up. Sometimes it goes undergroun...

Lots of action in the Bird Park these days but now we have to leave again, though this time only for a week. I put out a bunch of apples for...

I started this post in the Siem Reap airport this morning while waiting for our flight back to Bangkok. Seven days in Cambodia was more th...

Girl at Ta Keo helping us look for Swami This little girl represents the last small chance that we may yet find Swami. She was at Ta K...