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Noble Steeds of Yonder Years
Some days you close your eyes so tight and wish that you were somewhere else – somewhere far far and even further away… I’ve done a lot of that of late. It’s been a manic Read more…
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Avoiding Death, Elephatitus, and Busses. (In that order)
It was a rough day watching my little Mao (the Chinese tyrant bicycle) be loaded onto the roof of an unroadworthy bus and sadder still watching former cycle buddy, Rohan, pass us three times. It Read more…
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How to be a Sort-of-Proffessional-Long-Distance-Cycler-Person 101
So, I’ve been pretending to be a cyclist for a whole week now and I have much advice for all aspiring future long-distancesers. And while I know you think I might not be the best Read more…
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Battered Buttocks
My bum is blue. Let me rewind a little so that you don’t mistake me for a weirdo… It was a dark and stormy day down in Can Tou, Southern Vietnam and I was boarding Read more…
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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 Read more…
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HANOI: It’s always good to not be Dead.
Phong Nha… somewhere in Vietnam It really is good to not be dead. I’m grateful for every minute of undeadliness and hope to maintain it for quite some time to come. Years even. 2254 Read more…
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Gang of Five : Bringing Terror to the Streets
With our street rep spreading far and wide, our little gang swelled in size and although many applied (everyone wants to be a part of a grisly gang with a ginormous Teddy bear) we settled Read more…
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Diary of a Pretend-to-be-Biker : Wrong Turns
Sometimes it’s worth doing the 20 km detour down the wrong dirt road full of overflowing sewerage pipes and angry police officers… sometimes it’s those wrong turns that lead you to those exact people that Read more…
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Diary of a Pretend-to-be-Biker : Why most People Take the Bus
By the 7th hour of my three-hour bus ride to Saigon, Vietnam – covered in the drool of my fellow passengers who mistook my shoulders for pillows – I swore I’d never take the Read more…
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Unfortellable Epicness : 2011
I left South Africa with only one plan – to head towards Spain… But as 2010 passed away, 2011 brought with it more epicness than I could possibly imagine… The year Began in Perth with Read more…