I’m going to start this one off with a note to readers. This is a very old story, from one of my first trips backpacking in Southeast Asia. I’m not sure, but the year was 1994 or 1995. While I remember the broad strokes of this tale, the spoken words are not, in any way, verbatim. The scam though, I’ll never forget.
Leaving Singapore behind, the bus hea…
