Traveling while black is never just tourism
It takes a while to blink the light out of my eyes. I’m sitting in the back of a songthaew headed for a bus to Bangkok from Chiang Mai, Thailand, when suddenly the world goes white. This before returning, as an old Italian woman grins at me from across a pile of backpacks and admires the picture she’s just taken, without any fuss about “please,” or “thank you.” Most people I’ve encountered in Thailand and Malaysia ask.
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