Coming to Terms with Facial Scarring in Beirut
Even by my standards, this post is not very family-friendly. You might want to try this one instead. Younger readers: this is going to be...
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Seven Travel Lessons Learnt From Bitter Experience
1: There is a Time and a Place for Hallucinogens That time and place is not a Moroccan beach patrolled by men in hooded cloaks...
First Impressions…
It’s a big bike. A very big bike. A tall, chunky trail bike, so high my feet would barely touch the ground, its heavy-duty engine...
Two Dinners and Four Goodbyes
“You need a ticket to come in,” says the briby man at Denpasar airport. “I don’t have a ticket,” I say. “My son is flying....
Like Jane Austen But Not: The Single Gal's Guide to Travelling Asia
1: Avoid Spaghetti Straps Shoulders are an erogenous zone in many cultures. Particularly shy ones. In South-East Asia, nothing, and I do mean nothing, says...