Where the fish fly… Our 47 hour ferry from Bali to Labuan Bajo left at 9.00 p.m. which gave us the chance to have a lazy morning and get Theo a straw hat, and a shirt for my sisters wedding. We had a sweet moment with the shirt seller – Theo and he had spoken […]
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Bali Burning – Beauty and the Beast The overnight train to Ketapang in the far East of Java was a mere seven hours, but we were a bit ragged after the first eleven earlier in the day, and not having anywhere to lie down is hard (in theory we already know that but we keep
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Jakarta Arriving in Jakarta was intense. Waiting in the hold for the gates of the boat to open I realised that most of the passengers had been in communal sleeping areas with bunk beds in rows, what had that been like? It was hot and noisy now – but kind of friendly too…Theo was eyeing
We’re on a boat to somewhere… We arrived at the border pa town of Su Ngai Kolok (such a fun name to say out loud) just as the sun was beginning to flex its muscles. We resisted the urge to get on a motorbike taxi…we reckoned we could have sold footage of us flying backwards
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Coddiwomple Ten minutes before we were due to leave Chiang May I had a…’where the hell are the train tickets’ moment, this was actually the first first time I’ve had one of those particular freak outs since we left home (which is miraculous now I think about it). I knew where they were, I had
‘Everything happens for a reason…’ As we got closer to Thailand my text conversations with my cousins got more excitable and a lot funnier. We ended up with a group chat entitled OCTWWC, and I will literally give a foot massage a day to anyone who guesses what that stands for (…not you Natascha and
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33 degrees 3rd class A minibus, a train, a local bus into the city and we had arrived in the Laos Capital, at Vientiane bus station to be precise. The bus we needed to get to Thailand was practically next to us as we pulled in and a kind taxi driver showed us where we
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Butterflies and Bombs One of the first things I discovered about Laos was that it is pronounced Lao, the ‘s’ isn’t easy to ignore but it did help me stop itching my head every time I thought about where we were… As we settled in to our guesthouse the sun started to go down, quite
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Onward to Laos The journey from Guilin to Kunming passed in a relatively sedate seven and a half hours. When we arrived at the station Mrs Cheery said, ‘come on guys let’s walk a bit, stretch our legs and get a taxi in a bit!’- downtown Kunming turned out to be deserted… With a population
Zài jiàn Guìlín We said goodbye to Guilin in the rain. It was a sweet farewell to the first place we have called home on our travels…we have lived in Guilin for three weeks and we needed to stop for a while… My rucksack is heavier (Mandarin textbooks!), my butt cheeks are tighter (although more