Bang Bang Bang! Bang Bang Bang! [there was definite urgency in the bangage]. I flung the door open in my PJs to find an exasperated Mike standing there: “Let’s go!” “What? Where?…” I jumped in Read more…
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 Read more…
I was dreading the return to the bike. More butt aching agony, and hopeless hills and I’d be back in the middle of nowhere where I’d be hanging out with snakes and rodents and smiley Read more…
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 Read more…
Monks are chasing you with guns, toddlers are plastering you with toxic chemicals, around every corner lies a vicious terrorist just waiting to attack. There’s nowhere safe… nobody you can trust – it’s just you and at Read more…
It’s a bit of a shock to the system when you’re bolted from a life of scummy hotels and squating with rodents and bedbugs and street food to perfection. And I don’t use this word Read more…
I might have mentioned before how much I hate busses. And I do. I despise them – but sometimes you have to suck it up, [wo]man up, board them and live the nightmare… sometimes. This Read more…
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…
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…
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…