I'd never been to Singapore despite it being on the Malaysian doorstep. From several sources, Singapore did not receive the best reviews. Many said it was too perfect and slightly boring. I was hopefully only staying for a day but I still had enough time to make a judgement for myself. I arrived at the airport not having done any research or booking any hotels. A bit risky considering how expensive Singapore is. The helpful lady at the Information Desk, at the airport, found me a room for about £25. That was the cheapest rate around, although it was located Singapore's Red Light District. I arrived expecting the area to be awful and a run-down. What I had forgotten was that this was Singapore. Yes, ladies of the night did roam the streets, but it was ... read more

Remember when I said my train to Delhi was notorious for being late? Well, it didn't let itself down. It made my twelve hour trip into a seventeen hour mission. How can a night train be this late?! Thankfully, I had given myself an extra day before my flight to Hyderabad. I must be learning! Getting to Hyderabad was simple enough on the elegant sounding (not) local airline "SpiceJet". It was a different case when collecting my rucksack. I waited by the baggage carousel for a good forty-five minutes. My brightly orange covered bag was nowhere to be seen. Being close to slowly soiling myself, I checked the board again. I discovered that two flights from Delhi had arrived at the same time and I had been standing next to the other flight's carousel the whole ... read more

I could not be more excited about my visit to Agra. Could it actually be as startling as everybody says? On the way, I stopped off at abandoned city of Fatehpur Sikri. My Lonely Planet suggested it was a top 18 thing to go a see/do in India. Navigating my way through the dodgy dealers was the first task. Every couple of steps I was stopped by someone trying to sell me guided tours, postcards, Taj Mahal tickets and more. New tactic: iPod headphones on! It worked, although I did get some disgruntled looks on my way. As it was free, I entered the Fatehpur Sikri version of the Jama Masjid (if you've been concentrating, the other one is in Delhi). This one was far more impressive, even though it was apparently smaller. The mosque was ... read more

Due to my booking error the night bus was the only way to Udaipur. This was to be the worst journey of my life. The bus was old and dirty; the suspension was non existent on pot-holed roads; locals who did not seem to care it was the middle of the night; iPod running out of battery and a complete lack of English. At one point I thought I was going in the opposite direction. 8 hours of hell. The only good thing was that the hotel owner was waiting for me as I got off the bus. My knight in shining armour. My first day was to be a recovery from the torture of the previous night: extra naps, watching World Cup cricket and full body Ayurvedic Massage. If only I could afford to do ... read more

I had to endure the longest trip of my life: 18 whole hours on one train. Getting on the correct train and finding my bed was a challenge in itself. The train had to be at least half a mile long and the locals' ability to speak English seemed to disappear when I asked them. Finally I found my slab that was to be my home for three quarters of a day. Getting my head down was hard to come by too. I was far to concerned with my valuables being pinched that I remained awake for the first eight hours of the trip. Not only was sleep difficult, going to the the toliet was like a battle. Taking valuables inside a room where there was just a hole in the floor and trying to keep ... read more