South-East Asia has always been synonymous of mysterious and vanishing dreams that inspired writers and moviemakers.

Souls wander, and sometimes disappear, in the legendary green rice fields of Vietnam, or in the dark narrow streets of Bangkok. I cannot help succumbing to the torpor of Asian calls to travel.

Hanoi, Angkor, Luang Prabang, Bangkok or Halong remain magic and mysterious places for those who can escape the flow of tourists