T. F. Rhoden's first eighteen years or so all belong to the Republic of Texas. Then, in the summer, Rhoden left, went to Western Europe, continued going East, before settling in Southeast Asia. The beer was better in Europe. Yet the tropics are lush. Once Rhoden fell into a brackish pothole in downtown Yangon. Rhoden's favorite phrase in Czech was Potrebuju tri piva, prosim. The more attractive daughters of Indian oligarchs advise against eating street food. Rhoden has a BA, a MBA, and is now studying a PhD. You shall meet many a Russian in Dubai. Rhoden remembers donning green shoes for an as...