First, let me get something out of the way. I love Australia, I really do. Obviously,…
How not to cross the Benin-Togo border
Barefoot and bagless, lost at an international border with just my passport and some money; I…
What to expect on buses in West Africa
Have you ever been tied up? Seriously. Have you ever had your partner tie you, with…
A morning at Pere Lachaise cemetery
Although the breeze was light, and the rain had stopped before sunrise, I was glad of…
Day 23 – Are we there yet?
Friday 19 September 2014 Oh my absolute … today is best represented in a timeline. Be…
Timor-Leste: Occupation and Independence
Timor-Leste had been a country on my ‘hit list’ for quite a few years, although the…
Groups in Hostels
Hostels can be really great for meeting people, especially when you’re travelling alone. Mostly you’d come…
Introspective: Why people don’t travel with me
As I type this, I’ve just spent two days in Minsk, travelling with my friend Ali.…
Barefoot in Chisinau
I mentioned in my everyday blog that I’d ended up having to walk the streets of…
Trains in the former Soviet Union
Travel on trains in the former Soviet Union is a slightly different experience, compared with travelling…