As we wandered around Yangon, getting use it the taste in the air and the dust in our eyes, i was suddenly distracked by an old lady sitting under a tree. She had bright blue eyes and was smoking a cigar, her name was Ethel. As Myanamr is changing more and more people are traveling without guides and Ethel, is losing her profession. At something about 78 she had a broken hip, cracked teeth and a wicked look in her eye. She was amazing, we sat for tea and she told us tales of ex husbands, forgin loves and of course her excellanct tour guideing abilitys. We all knew that she was buttering us up, but it was nice to be buttered, she was interesting and diffrent the kind of woman that could have been a ... read more

I left relatively clean Calcutta for fascinating Varanasi on my first A/C train... When i boarded & found my seat i was very pleasantly surprised to find a pillow, towel, blanket and 2 sheets folded on my bed! So surprised infact that i text Sebastian, a friend i met in the Ashram who is always trying to convince me to go A/C Class.. He replied with "Pillows are old news" haha! Its alright for some. Sleeper class might be slumming it but the price difference in vast... it cost me 400r (5pounds) to get from Chennai to Calcutta a 16hr journey and this 12hr journey to Varanasi in A/C is costing me 1500 (20pounds) It was worth it though as the train was 3hr late, so 15hr, with the weather a boiling 45+ I almost kissed ... read more

I seem to have something about me on over night buses in Thailand, last year when I returned to Bangkok from Koh Phangyan I was sat next to an Israeli guy who when we stopped at 2am for food ! (Don’t ask Thai buses are crazy) he told me he had been watching me sleep and had to resites from kissing me… WEIRDO! So this year as I sat next to a young gap year boy from England, I thought no problem... Well little did I know that this horny little mite would wake we up every so often with a soft stroking of me\y arms and hands, each time I would pull the exposed part of my body under my sleeping bag and ‘roll’ as much as one can in a sleeper bus over... It ... read more

Last year as i wandered the sand of my paradise beach, i could do nothing but smile. After the intensity of India, traveling and orphanage i found peace on my little beach of love. Each person i met had a beautiful story and an amazing energy... To top it all off the last few days i fell stupidly but happily in love :) When the boat drove round the corner and approached the beach, i smiled... Now i was home :) But the first foot on the beach floods of memory's... Am i here to relive memory's from the past or mask them with new ones? Finding somewhere to stay was the first difficulty, unlike last year the beach is full and all bungalows are packed :( We found somewhere at Big Blue for those of ... read more

Munnar 4pm Monday 8th March 2010 Fiona and I sitting on bus 1, every hour they leave, or not! 5pm First bus full so departs, journey begins... Watching the sunset over the beautiful tea fields while winding down the hill sides. Fiona and I spent the whole first bus ride chatting and laughing, it was the first time we had really been alone together so we caught up on more personal things and i could talk and go though the still burning pain in my heart. We felt the travel fairy was with us when we arrived at the first bus station with only 10mintues until our next bus, we had coffee and a quick toilet stop before jumping on bus 2! When we arrived at bus stand 3 at 9.45 and found out our bus ... read more