Visas – A Horror Story
Now, I’m normally quite cautious about visas. I apply in the right town of the right country for them to be delivered cost-effectively and easily;...
Now, I’m normally quite cautious about visas. I apply in the right town of the right country for them to be delivered cost-effectively and easily;...
After our bad break with the surfing, Z and I hunker down in our sterile boudoir to discuss what to do about Sumbawa, given we...
The surf camp has a locker room air to it. Bunk bed dorms sit off a lino-clad lounge with a grubby floral sofa, where one...
Struggling to get off the ferry, I begin to wonder whether my wizard wheeze, to ride a motorbike through Indonesia to Papua with my ten-year-old...
As I set out to collect my spawn from the airport, on my birthday, I am feeling quietly smug about not having paid a single...
If there is one thing more disconcerting than being woken up while sleeping al fresco under a mosquito net by a chap who wants to...
Adventures / Indonesia / Mishaps
by Theodora · Published October 3, 2010 · Last modified February 9, 2013
It would be fair to say that watching one’s nine-year-old son improve his machete skills while 8-12 hours from *any* form of medical care, however...
Adventures / Indonesia / Mishaps
by Theodora · Published September 25, 2010 · Last modified February 9, 2013
The scene? In and around various shopping establishments in Kota Ternate, the de facto capital of Indonesia’s Spice Islands, and home to more English language...
The following episode takes place between 9am and 10am on the day we were hoping to leave Manado. INT: A surprisingly posh hotel room. Z...
It was on the golden sands of Pulau Kadidiri, in the Togian Islands, Sulawesi, Indonesia, as a wave of what I would dearly like to...