Sep 7, 2018 · 1 min read
In 2015 my guy and I got a chance to go back to Vietnam, where both of us had worked decades ago. Booking the tour was a constant battle with the agency — they kept booking us into steel and glass lodgings, and touting good beaches. A revelation. We had to fight to book into old hotels where you know you are NOT in Kansas. Or Dubai. Or Barcelona. All in all, I decided that travel via books and films makes more sense now.
