Picture this: Hanoi, 6 a.m., a bus that was supposed to leave at 5:45, and me standing on a cracked sidewalk outside my guesthouse with everything I own exploded across the pavement. My old mesh packing cubes had finally given…
Picture this: Hanoi, 6 a.m., a bus that was supposed to leave at 5:45, and me standing on a cracked sidewalk outside my guesthouse with everything I own exploded across the pavement. My old mesh packing cubes had finally given…