‘The Sea of Clouds’ It was such a happy reunion that night. Each of us clutching our own passport with its precious visa in it… You’d think we’d won the ‘Radio 3 World Music Awards’ the way we were jumping around the room. After the initial excitement Theo and Rosa fetched the food they’d saved […]
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‘Extra, Extra!’ Plenty of crazy and unexpected things have happened on this trip so far, but I’m pretty sure this takes the cake. It was a day like any other in Guilin – I was having my ten minute break in the middle of my first Chinese lesson of the day, when I was approached
The worst three days… I woke up full of resolve on that final day in Chiang Mai. I looked at my phone, 3.40 in the morning – early. Early was good, what to do first? We had decided to go back to Luang Prabang for two days on the way back to China. The lack
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Love the Jungle, hate the Leeches Turns out I really hate leeches. I managed to avoid them in Australia, but that clearly wasn’t going to be possible when trekking through Sumatran rainforest. It’s not like the leeches in the jungle were big or even dangerous, but GOD they’re so disgusting. I first got one when
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Batu Katak We spent a long time on the deck of the KM Kelmud, making the most of the calmest seas we had experienced. I got up early each morning to watch the sunrise. Standing in the near darkness out on deck watching the slow, softly changing colours being reflected in the silky smooth seas.
Dili to Medan In one of our (many) family meetings in the last few days before we left Ellie’s we had tried to do some broad brush stroke planning of the journey home. Was it possible to shave a month off the time it took us to get here, without the journey killing us…? After
The House Sit We arrived back at my sister’s house after our week away in the Blue Mountains, tired, but happy… two delighted dogs greeted us at the door, and after we unpacked, we headed out for our regular walk around the park, in a place that now felt like home. When we got back
Our Yellow Brick Road – Part Five I woke up at 3.40 on our last day in East Timor – bloody fridge!! ‘Oh and one of the quirks of the house is that when the fridge gets to a certain temperature it makes a loud beeping noise – all you have to do is press
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D-Day Day 16 Why break with tradition? We set off for the port straight after breakfast. Once we had checked if Mr Rogerio was there or not we would head to the Santos office, and in case you are lost or drifted off when we wrote about Santos – they are the company who charter
East Timor, Timor-Leste, East East Edwin had already made us each a delicious banana pancake for breakfast before the bus came to collect us at 5.10 the next morning. We had done our 43rd full scale idiot check of the journey (which from experience involved two of us shaking out alll our bedding, checking every
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