Тринадцать. The Mule

Jed took hold of the dried lizards, I took the bong, and together, we ran to the train.

Bonus. The Mao Cap

While I had a mild cold and a case of the runs, Ben had full on dysentery.

Marlboros, magazines and the matriarchy.

Riots in Prome, curfew in Taunggyi, demonstrations in Rangoon, the base of the Shwedagon pagoda covered with anti-government banners.