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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 Read more…
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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 Read more…
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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 Read more…
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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…