Tonight I am sitting in a hammock, sucking on a piece of handmade Guatemalan chocolate and listening to the soothing sounds of the river as…
As a writer, I am interested in the way we use words to express ourselves and capture moments in our life that we think are…
The saddest I’ve ever felt on the road was in France, alone at night on a lovely French family’s couch in La Rochelle. They had…
Britain is a strange place. You have to pay to use the toilet at the train station. Fried blood and guts is served for breakfast….
Lads on Tour are easily identifiable. You walk into a hostel, bar or party and they’re grouped together, grabbing at each other’s scrotums, downing a…
We all know what to expect when travelling though developing countries: cheap beers, cheap feeds and mutant domestic animals. Along our quest from LA to Central America…
It happens a lot when you’re trotting the globe. Someone will say “hello” to you in a vaguely foreign accent, and all of a sudden…
Show me a traveller that hasn’t used a Lonely Planet at some point and I’ll show you a good night out without getting hard liquor…
I’ve taken a few refreshing dips into the tidal waters of unemployment, hitch-hiking, living below the poverty line and dumpster-diving. I look back on it…
