Scale and intimacy at the annual South by Southwest Interactive festival.

Excuses, excuses.

Unfortunately, I’m not going to Austin this March.

One more puff before the ban goes into effect — hallelujah.

User innovations in bicycle sharing.

Just an update, is all.

From Albuquerque to New York City in twenty-four hours.

On holiday in the West.

Action drawings from an event where everyone sat around all day.

Doodles I done drawed in Paris.

Thinking about touristic usability, plus notes on London Heathrow Airport.

Out of my continental mind.

I crashed before I even set foot on the airplane.

Ho-hum, another trip to Paris, France.

In lieu of live blogging, some after the fact bullets on my SXSW experience.

Back from Viet Nam, jet lagged, but all squared away on Flickr.

It’s Microsoft country over here.

Further adventures deeper into Viet Nam.

First impressions in Saigon again.

A quick housekeeping post before I head to Newark International Airport.

Back from an oblivious tour of the City of Lights.

Off to Paris, France for a week.

Being stuck on a train without Internet access is actually quite nice.

So long, Austin, it’s been great.

American Airlines thought I might like a little tour of the Texas landscape.

Don’t do as I do when waiting for your plane.

I’ll be heading to the SXSW Interactive Festival in March. Let me know if you’re going too.

Living in a bubble in Nashville for a week.

Report from behind the Republican ramparts.

Quick highlights from my first trip to Philadelphia.

What you get when you get a plane ticket.

A quick assessment of Montréal.

A mysterious ‘respiratory illness’ is wending its way through Southeast Asia.

The posters of Saigon, where human labor is cheaper than technology.

David Levine’s collection of travel-related ephemera of the 1920s and 30s.

Off to the Golden State.

How to upgrade to first class, and the coming Orbitz.

Experiences trying to book a plane ticket on the Web.

After all this moving around, it’s only fair to ask, “Am I running from something?”

What brought me to Los Angeles.

Update on whereabouts.

Last week I went back to Saigon to spend Têt with my grandmother, aunt, uncle and cousins.

Quick recap: from Saigon to Singapore.

Gong Xi Fa Cai, 2001.

My visa to Viet Nam was approved.

Being back in Singapore is weird, in unexpected ways.

Much later than expected, a sort of homecoming to Singapore.

Finally left New York, on my way to Singapore.

Khoi, when will you ever get out of New York? Actually, next week.

I couldn’t credibly lay claim to being a true world-class globetrotter, in spite of the fact that my frequent flyer mileage accounts have ballooned since January.

Leaving New York a second time isn’t going to be much easier than leaving it the first time.

After less than a month in Singapore, my company is calling me back to the States temporarily.

A tour of the swanky and absurd condominium I rented in Singapore.

I found a digital camera at the mall today.

What it’s like on the bottom-side of the world.

As I prepare to leave New York for Asia, some parting thoughts.