If we were married, this is the week the divorce papers would have been filed.The last nine days has been one long case of domestic abuse.
If we were married to our bikes that is….Our poor bikes have been through all sorts of mistreatment, it’s a wonder they’ve not given up and left us.
The next place on your “to visit” list needs to be Central Asia. We bottled cycling through Afghanistan and Pakistan, were too wimpy to go over the Himalayas into China, and so flew to Kazakhstan from Delhi touching down in Almaty last week.
“What’s been the scariest moment of the trip so far?” It’s one of our most frequently asked questions.
Until now it’s probably been the nut incident, or any number of traffic moments, but both were eclipsed last week at a hotel in Kanpur.
The Pashupatinath Temple in Kathmandu is one of the most sacred places of the Hindu faith.
On the banks of the Bagmati River that runs through Kathmandu, monkeys cause mischief, worshippers make offerings to the gods – and bodies are burned on funeral pyres 24 hours a day.
Cycling round the world, there’s always some sort of drama. This week it involved a rush to an Indian A&E…
Bangladesh…
It’s hard to know where to start with summarising everything that’s happened in the last week.
How do you balance a 7.3m tall, 554 tonne rock, atop another massive rock, on top of a mountain? With a strand of Buddha’s hair of course!
We entered Thailand as innocent cyclists looking for adventure. We leave as criminals.
Our crimes are worth between three to fifteen years, per count, in Thai prison – but in the past this has risen to up to 30 years.
We always thought of ourselves as adventurous eaters – generally up for trying most things.
We realised we weren’t, after visiting this restaurant in Poipet. This is a taster of the menu…
Baffling, overwhelming, interesting, exhausting, exhilarating, exciting and at times harrowing.
All these words accurately describe our first four days in South East Asia.