Hung Like a Donkey... Mt Bromo
Mount Bromo in East Java, Indonesia is one of the most spectacular sites I have ever witnessed. In more ways than one. After a very early rise, at 3am no less, we headed out from the mountain village of Cemoro Lawang
Surrounded in Sapa
We arrived in Sapa in the early morning on a bus from Hanoi city in Northern Vietnam. On our arrival we were greeted by a few local Black H’mong tribeswomen who were keen to show us to our hotel. Their faces were lined by wrinkles of hardship, and their eyes possessed a glint of mischief.
Brazilian Prostitute Gauntlet
There was a little café on the corner block of our hostel. It was tacky: plastic chairs, plastic tables, plastic gazebo window sheets and plastic advertising boards.
"You know you want it!", sang the monk
For the best part of my life I believed, until recently, that both monkhood and Buddhism went hand in hand with wisdom and tolerance. On a recent trip to the north of Thailand, I discovered this was not necessarily the case.
Travels on a Cambodian girls' scooter
Thank you to my travel friend who recommended I start a journal whilst travelling. It was less than a week into India when I first met him, so it was easy for me to start it from the very beginning.
D-Day in Mumbai, India
Finishing/starting some last-minute packing, including sweating on a few deliveries on Amazon, such as DEET (which, it would turn out, would be entirely unnecessary as mosquitoes couldn’t stand me) and one of those ultra-absorbent microfibre towels - you know, that sort of stuff.