Hi! My name is Vins. And I’m an addict. Addicted to sweets! LOL. It’s probably my only vice. I don’t do drugs. I’m not fond of alcohol. And I have never touched a cigarette in my life. But I am too weak to resist the call of a sugar rush.
When we walked past the Duomo on our last night, the air carried a familiar classical tune coming from a string quartet positioned along an adjacent alley. The drizzling had stopped and a small crowd had gathered around them. Suddenly, a little boy took his mother’s hand and together they
The UNESCO World Heritage Site of Shirakawa-gō is one of the most picturesque destinations in Japan. Cradled in Gifu Region, often nicknamed the Heartland of Japan, this small, rustic village offers a break from the crazy, busy life in major cities like Tokyo, Osaka, and Nagoya.
If it isn’t too obvious yet, Japan is The Poor Traveler‘s most-loved destination. Between Yoshke and myself, we have been to the Land of the Rising Sun a total of 14 times over the past 4 years. Sometimes, it can be easy for us to think that we’ve experienced the
As soon as we walked into our room in Munich, I had to say it. “I hate to admit this,” I told my blogging partner Yoshke, who was in charge of booking our accommodations, “But you did great finding these hotels.” “Of course,” he answered. The smug look on his
There are three things that I always make sure I experience when I’m on an island getaway, and they all start with S: the sea, the sunset, and loud, scandalous sss.., uhm, singing. Yep. sea, sunsets, and singing. For real. When it comes to the sea and sunsets, the famed
You know what they say: The best things in life stink. Yes, they say that. Oh there’s no such saying? Well then, let’s make it a thing. Because if our trip to the Ijen Crater is any indication — I’ll say it again — the best things in life stink.
It’s the age old question, isn’t it? How much do we really want to know about our neighbors? About my actual neighbors, not much, to be perfectly honest. I’m not one to actually stick my nose in the dirty laundry of the Bree Van De Kamps of the world. (So
Bagan can be overwhelming even for the most seasoned of travelers. First, the natural conditions can be unforgiving, sometimes unbearable. If you visit in the wrong month, you’ll be wiping thick layers of dust off your face in the 43C heat. Second, the sheer number alone is daunting. Over 2200
Three words and I was sold: hot air balloons. A simple mention of Bagan conjures up an image of hot air balloons floating above an ocean of temples at dawn. If that wasn’t enough to convince me to someday pay a visit, I don’t know what could. Even when I