Phu Quoc, Vietnam
Small boats, small planes, small cars, rough roads, old trains... even rough seas in a movie can make me squeazy - however, forewarned is forearmed and since we were flying to Phu Quoc island on an ATR-72 (one of them teeny planes, with the propellers in full view), I self-medicated prior to departure. James was fine - he’s great like that. The wee kiddie in front of us was patently not medicated. The worst of it was the mum, dad and child were all wearing bea...