While many may think packing for a trip to Japan is straightforward, the weather during the summer can be swelteringly-hot, and on top of that, summer is also the rainy season, so pre-planning what to wear in Japan will make a huge difference to your holiday.
As I reached in to grab my jacket, I noticed a rather large ball of black fluff clinging on to the material at the bottom. My go-to reaction any time something hairy crawls near me is GIANT! SPIDER!
I left for Bangkok and caught up with the friend who invited me to Thailand in the first place, and when I told him about my time in Phuket, his only response was that I should go back. I completely went off my holiday plans, and asked what she was doing the following Friday night.
Dharamsala is scattered along the incline to the Himalayas, but right up the top is the small town of McLeod Ganj – my favourite place in India.
Nepal is the perfect balance of adventure and sleepy villages, with sides of food, prayer flags, snow, pastries, and yaks – it’s magical.
Whether you want to gaze at the Meekong and guzzle amok, go wild on Pub Street, drink bottles Angkor by the beach, climb a greased-up pole for cash on an island, or explore the wonders of the ancient city of Angkor, you’ll find it in this complex country of ancient history, dried fish, temples, turmeric soup, scams and smiling faces.
Whether you want to lay on a beach and forget about the world in Goa, explore the wonders of Kerala in a house boat, experience a first-class tour through the deserts of Rajasthan, motorbike around hundreds of temples in Hampi or rough it backpacker-style through the south – India has you covered.
It’s hard to pinpoint exactly where my experience with dengue began, but I’m fairly sure it was somewhere in southern Cambodia, and I am so, so glad I wasn’t alone when it happened. I’d been travelling around India and South East Asia for a few months and had dealt with one or two weird viruses and bugs, but nothing big enough to really knock me out for more than a day or so. It’s funny because everyone warns you about food poisoning and malaria, so you get shots, buy a lifetime supply of Doxycycline and get all picky about where and what you eat, but it won’t necessarily stop you from getting sick. Not once did I think I’d get dengue. It began when I was in Hoi An, Vietnam trying to go to sleep, and my arms and legs started to ache. It started off pretty mild,…
Even if you’re not a traveller, the islands of South East Asia are probably on your bucket list. The sands are white, the waters are clear, warm and blue, you can dive in the reefs, stay in bungalows, eat local food, lay on the sand, and drink cheap cocktails – anyone who’s been to a Thai island will probably recommend it. Before I begin my tirade in to why you should probably avoid Koh Rong in Cambodia, I should mention that the island does look lovely on face value – the waters are clear, the sands are white, and the beach huts are wooden and picturesque and really nice to sit in, but on the other hand, the island is basically inhabited by tourists. I’m not really sure why, but I thought Koh Rong would be like a Thai island, and it really wasn’t. It was kind of grimy. If you’re…
I’m sitting in a cafe in Kep (southern Cambodia) and I’ve honestly never been so hot in my entire life. I’m boiling just sitting here, doing nothing. I want to melt. Cold drinks are warm in five-minutes, ice melts in two, and you’re hot again in one. It’s inescapable. Kep in April is kind of horrible. So to console myself, I’ve decided to post about some of the coldest places we’ve been so far: Nepal. Chris seemed to have this idyllic notion that we’d step across the border from India to Nepal, and birds would instantaneously start chirping amid a picturesque backdrop of snow-capped mountains, prayer flags, butterflies, and fawns. So we got our Nepalese visas and hovered on the Indian side of the border, prepared for the scene to majestically transform from its dusty, loud, uninviting, garbage-laden façade in to a vision of beauty in a Narnia-esque kind…
I think our lowest point was on the way to Kolkata from Darjeeling. We booked beds on the train in one of the nicer classes (AC3) for the 13-hour overnight journey (find out how to book trains here). We were number eight and nine on the waiting list, which isn’t as bad a plan as it sounds.