Ipoh would be the last stop before my journey took a drastically different course. But first, I needed to try a unique cup of coffee.
Chinese New Year is a time of reverence. Or, that's what I expected. As usual, what I found surprised me...
After Laos I felt exhausted. I'd been six months on the road and wanted a rest. So I returned to Penang, the land of divine food. The plan seemed great. But I hadn't factored in the heat.
Vientiane was my final stop in Laos. There was only one thing I wanted to do here. Visit the thoroughly depressing, but eye-opening COPE Centre.
I had a bad feeling about entering the forest. I wish I'd trusted that instinct. What followed was one of my scariest travel experiences.
After exploring Vang Vieng's peaks, it was time to check out what was on the ground.
Vang Vieng was once South East Asia's most infamous party town. It's easy to still get high there, but not how you might expect.
After spending too much time drinking beer, I decided I should actually do something in Luang Prabang. So I took a ferry across the Mekong River to explore a more traditional way of life.
Driven to drink by boredom and depression, disappointing Luang Prabang had a big surprise in store.
Tak bat in Luang Prabang is supposed to be a sacred ceremony. But from what I saw, tourism has almost ruined this ancient practice.