Henk's Life and Adventure Journal

The old man

The old man

Midday in Vientiane, the capital of Laos. It’s a busy town along the Mekong River. On the street corner you’ll find tuc-tuc drivers, they spend their time shouting to the tourists: “Tuc-Tuc? Tuc-tuc?” On the edge of the river there…
The wrong waterfall

The wrong waterfall

“Are you from Catalonia in Spain?” I approach a guy with dreadlocks. I hesitated for some moments whether it wasn’t the guy from last night in a bar. “No I’m from Germany, why do you ask?” I tell him about…
Arrested

Arrested

I cycle up a mountain. It’s a beautiful setting here. A green misty mountainous area goes past me. Local farmers are busy to harvest. Rice and corn is what grows in the fields here. It is dried along the road.…
My lucky day

My lucky day

Do I read that correctly? Does it saying ‘hot spring’ on that road sign? I exit from the paved road towards a valley. Will it really be true? A hot bath? No, this can’t be true. Maybe just some hot…
Unexpected generosity

Unexpected generosity

After several days touring in the highlands of Qinghai-Tibet I arrived in the village Qumarleb. I walked into a restaurant to eat something. Of course the menu on the wall was unreadable. There were some pictures of the local yak…
Qinghai-Tibet

Qinghai-Tibet

“There are wolves, it is dangerous,” I read on a screen. “The police will not allow you to take this road,” this appears not much later on the same screen of a Chinese girl. Thorsten told that in the Lonely…