Travel photos and journals from across Asia [1997-2026]
We didn’t have to wait long for a Grab taxi to take us out of Vinh Yen and up the mountain road to the old French hill station getaway of Tam Dao. From a distance, Tam Dao looks like a bunch of tacky hotels, apartment blocks, and restaurants clinging to the side of the hills…
Shit luck would have it that on the day we departed Sapa, the sun was out, and the sky was clear after almost a week of living inside a cold, dank cloud! There are no direct transport links between Sapa and our next destination, Tam Dao, so we decided to break the journey in Yen…
Today was our last full day in Sapa and the last day of the long public holiday, so we planned to go up to Fansipan, hoping the crowds would be limited. However, the weather gods were against us again, and it was pissing down, so we couldn’t ride and had to take a taxi to…
Determined not to be put off by the weather, which was still a dank, chilly whiteout this morning, we waited for as long as possible for it to clear before jumping on the bikes and heading for the O Quy Ho Pass, a mountain road famous for its twisties and viewpoints. Within a few kilometers…