Time To Look At The Moon

The trip in Burma started with a cockroach so it seemed only fitting that it should end with one, too. On the first night in Yangon, my roommate and I bonded...

Did I say the traffic was bad in Bali? Did I say it was chaotic in Yangon? Welcome to Mandalay, where I spent the bus journey to our hotel with my...

The journey to Burma began with a relatively surreal and unpleasant journey from Lombok to Bali, involving a VERY bumpy sea crossing (Nelson’s Travella travel sickness tablets are either amazing, or...

So. Here I am, sitting on the balcony, with my last Bintang (tasty Indonesian beer), fighting off the mosquitos and contemplating the end of the Indonesian chapter of my trip. (Note:...

A selection of pictures from the last few days: the video of the parade I saw before I headed to Gili (hopefully it works)… And back in Bali …

I have a confession. In the (nearly) two weeks I have been away so far, I have done really well to stick to Indonesian food, morning noon and night. But today...

Some people can’t cook. Some people can’t sing. Turns out I can’t dive*. So what I would really like to write is this: diving was awesome, I took to it like...

On my last night before I left Ubud for Gili, a friend and I went out for dinner in Ubud. As we drove through the main town, our taxi driver explained...

I am at risk of spending more time trying to work out how to do this blog malarkey than I am spending sunbathing. For those of you who know me well,...