Australia is enormous.  Not just big. But off the scale huge. I’ve always thought that it’s quite a long way to Nanna’s house in North Wales from our house near Portsmouth on the south coast of England.  But Australians would consider driving that distance to get to the shops. We’d landed on the biggest, Read More

A frightening thing happened yesterday. It was inevitable, and I’ve always known that I was going to have to do it at some point on the trip. In some ways, it was routine, something that I’ve done twenty times already in the last year. But this time it was different, and it’s left me, Read More

‘The bloody mothers’ visit didn’t get off to a great start, as flight delays seemed to be conspiring against them making their connection in Heathrow and Songkran forced a rapid and pricy change in Bangkok hotels whilst they were flying somewhere over Eastern Europe. But with nearly a century and a half’s worth of, Read More

The blurb on Bako National Park in Malaysian Borneo says it has bearded pigs, proboscis monkeys and winged lemurs. I didn’t really expect to see any of these things in the wild.  But I thought we’d have a lovely few days sleeping in a slightly damp hut and going for lovely walks. Bako was, Read More

If you were ever to try and imagine what an 18th century town, built in the heart of French Indochina would look like, you’d probably come up with a fair copy of how the beautiful UNESCO World Heritage protected seafront area of Hoi An looks now. Of course, fewer of the merchant’s houses would, Read More

A train in Myanmar

Someone once said “Travel not for the destination but for the joy of the journey”. And I would agree. Travelling isn’t just about destinations. Some of the biggest adventures happen on the way there. Travel in Myanmar can definitely be described as an adventure!

Holy Crap! We’ve Only Bloody Gone And Arrived In Myanmar! This is our third day in Myanmar, and as we’ve got a couple of hours rocking and rolling through the plains on a train, I thought I should jot down some first impressions of the place. We’re heading down the country to Myawlamine, 300km, Read More

I was fearing that Kanchan (as the locals call it) was going to be horribly built up compared to the last time we were here in 2003.  Well, it has changed, that’s inevitable, and everywhere that we’ve returned to has changed massively in the last thirteen years, but Kanchan has been refreshingly similar to, Read More

The bus ride from beautiful, beautiful Munnar in the hills, down to somewhat variable Allapuzha (or Alleppey as it’s mostly known) started with a 05:00 alarm call to ensure that we were packed, primed and ready to go at the bus station when the bus allegedly arrived somewhere between 05:45 and 06:15 prompt.  We’d, Read More

Three Awesome Days on an Indian Sleeper Train By Sam (aged 10) Today, I woke up curled into the top bunk of a A/C 3 sleeper train at 5 o’clock in the morning Indian time (or half past 11 English time), 2 stops away from Madgaon station in Goa, India.  This was our 36th, Read More