These days, everyone seems to be against 2020, but I think that it has brought pockets of magic wisdom and stillness.

I took some time to disconnect in Ninh Binh. Not from my reality, just disconnect from the internet…

We arrive at Ho Chi Minh City at night. We are not in Cambodia anymore, people here have places to be and businesses to run and somehow, we are always on their way.

The smell of burnt wood is everywhere, a little break from the car smog. The atmosphere yet slightly chaotic is peaceful. We go to the nearest park to see the Krathongs without really knowing what we are looking for.