The Eagle Has Flown
Bustling around the room in his new black T-shirt and jeans, gathering clothes, piling belongings on his bed, Z looks — well, I can only...
Bustling around the room in his new black T-shirt and jeans, gathering clothes, piling belongings on his bed, Z looks — well, I can only...
Go Waterbombing! Whether you live in Bali, or are spending your holidays in Bali, a trip to Waterbom is one of the best things to...
All of a sudden, as we load up the bike and bump out of the coffee plantation and over the waterfall bridge, it feels as...
In an attempt to improve my photography, I’ve been reading an ebook called Getting Out of Auto. To motivate me, I’m going to post a...
Before we can escape the lake of farts for the coffee plantation, there is, as ever, the little matter of our motorbike. After our ordeal...
Lake Batur The Batur volcano climb is a Bali classic, with stunning views of the sun rising over the twin sacred mountains, Bali’s Agung, and...
I once ordered “fried p*ss” instead of “fried potatoes” in a restaurant. And, on presenting a landlady with her key, I announced, “I’m so sorry!...
After our trials and tribulations getting to Ijen, the mountain refuge feels, well, gooooood… Basic, sure. But basic in a good, sweet, simple way. We’re...
Frankly, on arrival in Bali I feel like kissing the ground, Pope-style. Or, as Z puts it, “Civilisation! We’re back in civilization.” We have a...
Almost a year ago we were in Malaysian Borneo — somewhere up the Batang Rejang, as I recall — and I joined in a sort...