Tag: Traveling

A City for City Skeptics – Kuala Lumpur

A City for City Skeptics – Kuala Lumpur

I landed in Kuala Lumpur after a traumatic flight with Vietnam Airways from Heathrow, despite being told at check in I couldn’t board because I had no visa for Malaysia and, bizarrely, because I had no return flight from Australia. Both myself and the lady […]

Becoming a Dog Person – Manjimup Pt 3

Becoming a Dog Person – Manjimup Pt 3

Picking fruit, packing vegetables, slaving away on a farm in extreme heat losing my body weight in sweat each day; what I had expected to be doing to earn my second year visa, the type of work you’d only do if you’re a backpacker and […]

Touch Down in Perth

Touch Down in Perth

Touch down in Perth was an anticlimax if ever there was one, Jas and Mike had been sat in arrivals over an hour waiting whilst I queued to have my passport stamped manually and when I finally got through customs I walked straight past them. […]

Waking The Rain Gods – Rocketfest

Waking The Rain Gods – Rocketfest

Rocket fest was being banded around Vang Vieng when we arrived; on everyone’s lips with mysterious signs pointing to the edge of the town, but none of the backpackers quite knew what it was, just that we wanted to go. We were staying in the […]

My Guide to Bagan

My Guide to Bagan

The bus station for Bagan is a way outside of the towns, probably a 15 minute drive from Nyaung U which is where I would recommend staying, around the same to New Bagan and probably 20 minutes to Old Bagan. I wouldn’t recommend attempting to […]

Temples of Dust – E-biking around Bagan

Temples of Dust – E-biking around Bagan

I arrived in Bagan around 4am and was met by the least friendly taxi drivers I’ve had the displeasure of being hassled by in all of Asia. I and a group of three girls wanted to share a taxi to the Royal Bagan but the […]

Prints in the Mud – Hunting for Tigers in the Sunderbans

Prints in the Mud – Hunting for Tigers in the Sunderbans

The juxtaposition of the stylish, anglicised buildings of the British Raj versus the extreme poverty of the rambling slums, huddled along the sides of roads and rivers, nestled beneath elevated roads in Kolkata, was the most disquieting experience I had in India. Without the comfort […]

It went Koh Rong

It went Koh Rong

We were eager to board the boat to Koh Rong and leave the seedy shores of Sihanoukville, believing we were in for three days of unadulterated tropical paradise; wooden shacks, white sands and clear waters. I whiled the two hour boat trip away trying to […]