Category Archives: Almost Intrepid

I liked to pretend that eating tarantulas was all right and after a while, I forgot that it was not, when I snapped the legs and put it into my mouth.

I am a little ashamed saying this, but a night spent puffing the magic dragon and dirtying the sheets with him had changed the meaning of one-night stands.

Whoever said that the Killing Fields were just another tourist site was looking in the wrong pit.It changes your perspective of life and of Khmer people.