Enroute…

Well I'm off again ... after a short 10 days home in country Australia ( which saw both fantastic heavy rainfall and storms and a visit from Prince Harry and the missus) I'm just now departing Hobart on the good old orange icebreaker - Aurora Australis - for another summer stint at Davis Station on … Continue reading Enroute…

ktm…

It's so good to be back in Nepal. Last time I visited here was in late 2014, traveling with my then-partner and tangled in the death throes of a relationship breaking down. Nepal was a mixed bag of sweet and sour experience that forced me to make some hard decisions about my life. A few … Continue reading ktm…

F(ight)T(he)P(ower)…

Where the Hell am I now? Kathmandu, Nepal... It's Tuesday yes? -  had to check - losing track of time means I'm doing this right 🙂 So far today has been constructive - found an amazing little cafe in Thamel  - The Cafe With No Name - that is tucked away in a tiny alley … Continue reading F(ight)T(he)P(ower)…

stinkyman… (2 carriages : 1 bitch part 2)

... so where was I? OK. Oradea. Stunning place. I step a long half meter down to the platform - Ms Shittypants has waited til last to leave as well. We carefully avoid eye contact as we hit the concrete: thankfully she is quickly lost in the crowded station. The station is tiny! Pushing through … Continue reading stinkyman… (2 carriages : 1 bitch part 2)

f*cking tourists…

What a pack of bastards! They come to your country, spend a few days running around seeing the tourist sights, read a few Wikipedia articles (at the very least a travel mag article) and then have the gall to constantly Instagram or Facebook the living fuck out of the mundane places where you work, have … Continue reading f*cking tourists…

Roam-ania…

Yep there's a good reason I haven't been writing lately: too many Dad jokes and awful puns bouncing around in my brain. I'll quietly get them out of the way while I check out a coffee shop Oana recommended - OVRIDE coffee in the Timişoara City Centre. It's buzzing here, almost as much as my … Continue reading Roam-ania…

More bloody ghosts!

Let's change pace again - no pics or pith...just words before I forget them. There's something about Thailand that mashes up my subconscious like a banana in a blender. My sweet Thai dreams last night were again haunted by weirdness and spirits from the past. It wasn't a bad thing, and the haunting this time … Continue reading More bloody ghosts!