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Lucky to be Stabbed

“It hurts less if I stab the right cheek.” The door was locked. I was stuck in a corner. There was absolutely no escaping this one. She leaned in with a fiercely terrifying smile and pain shot through my body… It took a lot to get me there in the Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago
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“Impossible!!”

SOoooooO I’ve done it… I’ve cycled to the border! My calves are bigger than ever, Teddy is dirtier than ever, I feel gypsier than ever,  but after those early days in Vietnam where I swore daily I’d be throwing my bike away, I can’t believe I survived this far! My Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago
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What’s Next??

So what’s next?? I’m clueless – stumped – bewildered and desperately in need of motivation, inspiration, and challengisation. And for this I need you… yes, that’s right – YOU! Come Thursday I’ll have my Chinese visa and be free to rome the world and move onwards – but I have Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago
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Battered Buttocks

My bum is blue. Let me rewind a little so that you don’t mistake me for a wierdo… It was a dark and stormy day down in Can Tou, Southern Vietnam and I was boarding a bus. A local bus. A little orange bus that had Teddy stuffed into the Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago
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Get me to the Church on Time

It’s recently been bought to my attention that I have a wedding in 3 weeks. Not mine. No. That would be more worrying (mostly because I plan to elope and you can’t pre-plan elopage). Despite functioning as my moral reasoning on a frequent basis over the past 14 years, I need Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago