Something like fourteen hours of bus later, I arrived in Kalaw. It was dark and freaking cold. I mean cold, cold. Stupid Margot who lived for two month already in a tropical place and thought that she will never experience to freeze before her come back in London month later.
I woke up with difficulty as my nose was bloked and my throat was sore as hell. I decided to skip the cooking lesson class and met Chloé for a quick breakfast and a visit of a temple. Afterall, I am staying in South East Asia, I will have the time to cook on the way if I really want to. Traveling is also choosing. You can’t do everything and go everywhere!
The Wanderlust Queens Project 