Postcards from the edge

Postcards from the edge
Tales of (mis)adventure from abroad



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Philips and I hadn’t been apart for more than an instant since he had appeared in front of my tent one evening almost two weeks earlier. At one point, we had been attacked by a pack of dogs and fought them off together; we had each other’s back. He was a vagabond, wandering of his own free will. A kindred spirit. I had now reached the end of the road, and as my return bus started distancing him from me, I pressed my face against the window. Tears started sliding down my cheeks. I did not hold them back.


There are 4 comments.

  1. comment number 1 by: Phil

    Wow, what a breathtaking view! Seriously…. just priceless!!!

  2. comment number 2 by: Wendy

    This picture and story brought tears to my eyes too.
    Congratulations on your wonderful presentation. My brother e-mailed me, I wasn’t able to be there in person. I am really looking forward to seeing it. My brother told he me he now understands that one person can change the world.Wonderful!

  3. comment number 3 by: Yannick

    Thanks Wendy, I still can’t believe the responses to my presentation, it’s been overwhelming. And I’ve already been asked a few times for a repeat… I’m glad to see that my experiences can touch people in such a meaningful way.

  4. comment number 4 by: Yannick

    Philips in action:


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