I was bored. Down. Lonely. Aimless. 26 years old and in a cul-de-sac at work, in life, at home. I craved adventure, change, excitement; and most of all I wanted that elusive thing – happiness. So I did what everyone who gets the “quarter-life crisis” does. I bought a backpack and a ticket to South-East Asia for an invigorating dose of travel. And I loved it. From sipping condensed milk sweetened Vietnamese coffee in the crowded colonial streets of Hanoi…