EscapeArtistes Blog

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...

Our Last Hurrah

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...

Z Versus the Lake of Farts

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...

My 7 Links: It’s Payback Time

Almost a year ago we were in Malaysian Borneo — somewhere up the Batang Rejang, as I recall — and I joined in a sort...