Oh Shit! – Houay Xai, Laos

…Some time in the next few minutes I am going to shit.  If I don’t find a suitably private place to do it, it is going to happen in my pants, and I know from experience that when you feel this sort of urgency in the tropics, the results are usually liquid, and that means…

Sick and Tired – Marrakech, Morocco

…”What’d you say?   You got a problem?” I ask, like a badly written character in a Roger Corman film.  We stand there for a few seconds eyeballing each other…  I know I’m not really going to get into a fight with an amphetamine pumped Moroccan waiter.  I can picture them plopping my entrails into…