Adieu Siem Reap!
We are halfway! 🙠We leave Siem Reap behind, I repacked my 27.6 kg, got on a 6hours muffy bus ride to get to Phnom Penh and our new home for the last six...
The Hidden Glasshouse
Lucky Bastard
It’s with great pride that I announce to you that I’m a damn lucky bastard!I’ll reveal you some of the amazing adventures we encounter here. I’ll give you some snapshots of how we spend...
Surgeries in Cambodia
As promised I will talk a little about our doctors’ life here… It’s strange, it’s incredibly different. The most terrifying thing is that after just 3 weeks, I’m already getting used to this difference.It’s...
Fish Amok and Sala Baï
Cambodian cuisine still has infinite amount of secrets for me. Like what is hidden inside those banana leaves from the street vendor, or what about those fine smelling banana-pancake-cookies, or what about that nasty...
Cambodia, je suis arrivée!
Sooasatay! Beginning of this week, I left Langkawi behind in perfect racing conditions… 30 degrees, 18 knots of wind and refreshing clouds… Again I had my share of bad luck with AirAsia and flight...
The Hidden Glasshouse is on the move!
Dear all,It has been far too long since I’ve updated this blog. And I give you my sincere apologies. I hope I didn’t lose any readers by this negligence.On 29th of December I packed...
Exceptional beef
Marc is the fifth generation butcher. But as family tradition defines not only do they sell the meat, they also breed their own cows.After starting with different breeds and types, nowadays, they breed almost...
Finally Full Monty!
My brother is the perfect entertainer. I think he perfected his skills when he lived in Geneva a couple of years ago. His apartment would always echo laughter and chatter. His place was totally...
Hamburgers… The Full Monty
Dear readers,It might have been a while but I haven’t forgotten you nor did I sit still! Lately I launched myself completely in hamburgerology…Next weekend we meet again for a Full Monty on hamburgers…...
Lazy Sunday
Aaah Sundays…!I have a very tricky relationship with Sundays!Sometimes I love them, sometimes I hate them. Sundays make Monday come dangerously close. I hate Sundays the most when they are filled with the accumulated...