mekong red.

From even before I started university, I knew that after graduation, I would give myself a year to breathe. In this year I would embark on my own to Vietnam, return to my roots but on my own terms.

The months leading up to Vietnam were not kind. The exalted year of relaxation was not what I thought it would be and I found myself mired in indirection.

On February 8th to April 2nd I finally went. Travelling from my grandparents' home in the South to Hanoi in the North. Here are all the memories I have written, photographed and drawn.