I'M GOING THAT WAY!!

Homeward bound

2011-03-07T04:32:00.000-08:00

Very steep!

Skybridge

So my time in Malaysia is coming to an end. A very relaxing stay at the Geopark on Langkawi allowed me to chill by the pool and use all the facilities of a nearby 5 star hotel. Not my 5 star hotel but needs must and the gym was very well equiped! The main reason to come to the Geopark was for the cable car and this didn't disappoint. Heading straight up a very steep mountain whilst swaying in the wind, it wasn't for the faint hearted. The views from the top were superb. This combined with the skywalk showed the island at its best surrounded by untouched rain forest and isolated beaches.

The only tourist attraction in Kuah!

A couple of days in the capital, Kuah, where unfortunately the only attraction is a bizarre giant eagle statue and it's time for my final visit to KL. Tomorrow I shall run around the towers for the final time and pack my bag for the long flight home, back to see my bambinos (and doggy bambino). It's time to leave all this behind and come back into the real world! Until next time!

2011-02-28T01:36:00.000-08:00

New Zealand has been a fantastic country and my favourite by a long way, if only it was nearer the UK and my bambinos it would be perfect. But all good things come to an end and I have headed back to Malaysia. The delights of the famous ~~Petronas~~ Parry towers were still waiting in KL for me and a couple of quick nights in the city reminded me of what a cool place it is. In a lot of ways it's good to be back in the choas that is Asia. A very short flight along the coast has bought me to the holiday island of Langkawi. Shortly after arriving here I learnt of the horrific earthquake in Christchurch and my heart goes out to the people there. It feels so strange to have pictures of buildings which are no longer there, in particular the catherdral where it seems so many have lost their lives.

Sunset on Cenang beach

The biggest jelly fish I have ever seen! It was like a dustbin lid.

and another one...

just one more..

8.30 at night and the beach is packed.

Langkawi is a nice mix of budget hotels and top range exclusive resorts. I have opted for something in the middle being a humble backpacker. I have spoken to some of the guests in the top resorts and they have paid 20 times more than I have a night! I didn't tell them that though when I used their running track and sneaked into their swimming pool! Just mingle in and look like you belong, that's my advice. As much as I like a hint of danger swimming in the ocean here is just too risky for me. The amount of jellyfish is amazing and although the locals like to keep it quiet a swedish tourist died very recently from a sting. I counted over 50 washed up on the beach yesterday. So I've watched as other people go in but it's definately not for me.

I'm heading inland to the jungle tomorrow for my final few days of travel before heading home via KL of course for another look at my towers.

Waiheke Island

2011-02-14T16:12:00.000-08:00

Lots of vineyards

Blackpool beach minus the donkeys!

Onetangi Beach

Demolition courtesy of Cyclone Wilma

My running track

View from trig hill of Ostend

A 40 minute ferry ride away from Auckland took me to Waiheke Island. Again another place that looks stunningly like England with sunshine. Life on the island is led at a very slow pace and as such the island has a very relaxed feel to it. It specialises in winemaking so not the worse place in the world to be. It's also considered to be a place where old hippies come to retire and I must admit I'd agree with that judging by some of the locals I met. Amazingly for a sleepy island where you would think it's impossible to commit any crime, the hostel was broken into on my second night and several items stolen. Not mine though luckily. Lots of walking and running led me all over the island to several excellent view points. You can just see the sky tower in Auckland in the distance and the busy city seems a million miles away. So a good few days of relaxing and not doing much to prepare me for heading back to the mayhem that is S.E.Asia on Friday. I'll be spending a couple of days at Katie and Taylors in Auckland before I leave just to keep the Odyssey theme going strong.

Tauranga

2011-02-11T12:14:00.000-08:00

Mt Maunganui very artistic in black and white

Barry looks for a new time share

So after a couple of days in Auckland left to my own devices which generally involved avoiding all the religious fanatics who kept making a bee line for me and a quick bit of protesting with the Eygtians, I arrived in Tauranga on the Bay of Plenty to visit fellow Odyssey travellers Barry and Pauline. These two are the most active and fit people I know so I anticipated a bit of a hard time. We went for a gentle walk initially, luckily for me the local mountain was closed due to landslips courtesy of Cyclone Wilma, however Pauline soon had us marching up a nearby hill, there's no escape. A bike ride the next day took me all over the city and I only got slightly lost this time. The coastline near to Tauranga is wild and stunning and myself and Barry took a walk along from Waihi beach. Of course I had to jog at times to keep up with Barry but the views made every step worthwhile. So I had a great time and it was good to see the my kiwi friends again. No doubt we'll meet again somewhere on our future travels.

Able Tasmen and Auckland

2011-02-02T18:07:00.000-08:00

Would love to say I stayed on here!

Things got a bit strange on the sculpture walk!

Still strange

I ordered a large cappucino and this happened

Just in case the Kiwis count in minutes

To cap off a strange day this appeared in Auckland Harbour

We arrived in Able Tasmen national park after a hilly/mountainous bike ride to camp at Old McDonalds farm in Marahau. The bike ride was amongst the most scenic we’ve done and the national park looks absolutely stunning. It is rated as one of the most scenic places in New Zealand and it’s very easy to see why. For some strange reason I opted the next day to catch a water taxi 25k up the coast and run back along the undulating coastal footpath. The views on the route were fantastic, so good I had to stop and look for a few minutes. Nothing to do with the fact I was tired! I feel I’ve said this about every place I’ve visited on the South Island but it really is stunning. After a more relaxing afternoon we all ventured out for our last group meal in the local bar. Much better than running. A return journey on the ferry between Picton and Wellington bought us back to the North Island. Having spent most of the voyage feeling sea sick I was glad to reach solid ground and relax in the hostel in Wellington. A couple of long days travelling and I arrived back in Auckland, a place which now seems very familiar. The Flying Kiwi trip was on the whole very good, as always I’ve meet some great people and visited some brilliant places. I’ve cycled and ran up more hills than I knew existed, seen skies and seas so blue they feel unreal and seen more natural wonders than I could ever imagine.

In Auckland I have met up again with fellow Odyssey travellers, Roberta,Katie and Taylor. It was great to chat and swap stories of our different adventures over the last two/three months. The only trouble is with meeting Roberta again is she likes the cultural side more than me and so dragged me around Waiheke Island to see some outdoor sculptures. All very deep and meaningful unless you don’t really get it, which I don’t. After speeding past the cultural people who were studying and analysing each sculpture in depth we found the tea bar. Excellent, I know where I am with a cup of English breakfast, no analysis required. The island is very quiet and relaxing and I have planned to stay for a few days soon once I have visited even more fellow travellers, Barry and Pauline.

Some nice roses for my twinnie Susan x I actually visited the botanical gardens in Wellington but don't intend to make a habit of it.

South Island

2011-01-27T18:41:00.000-08:00

Fox glacier

Pancake rocks

Christchurch

Lake Tekapo

Routeburn track

Mt Hooker

Queenstown

Oh we're a bit tired Lesley!! I left them for five minutes and this happened!!

An overnight stop in a great hostel in Picton greeted us onto the South island. After a much needed sleep we headed to Christchurch for a all too brief visit. Christchurch suffered an earthquake in September which fortunately caused no fatalities but did leave a trail of damage throughout the city. The city is bizarrely more English than England. With familiar street names and buildings which wouldn’t look out of place in any English town it was all very pleasant. Definitely a place I could have spent more time in. The next day saw us at Raititaga gorge where some of the guys went white water rafting. I went for a run in the countryside dreaming of home. I arrived back from my run to find my tent in a heap due to the extreme winds courtesy of a cyclone currently hitting the North island. A bush camp at stunning Lake Tekapo enabled us to witness a stunning sunset . The water in the lake is an unbelievable opaque blue colour as it comes straight from the glaciers. Everywhere you look in this country leads you to another stunning view and at times it’s hard to take it all in. To us Europeans as well the sight of the half moon being the wrong way round looks very bizarre, not to mention all the different star constellations. A visit to Mt Cook was unfortunately curtailed due to heavy rain but it gave us a chance to visit the Edmund Hilary exhibition which proved very interesting. The bad weather continued as we cruised on the Milford sound and the mist gave the mountains a surreal feel.

Several of us completed the famous Routeburn track. Following a set route over 3 days in Fjordland, it’s a pleasant walk through waterfalls, over swing bridges, up hill and down dale with great views along the way. At less than 20 miles it’s the sort of walk we would do in England in a day but apparently these Kiwis aren’t as tough as us and take longer! We met up with the rest of the group in Queensland which is possibly my favourite place so far. Bungy jumping and sky diving junkies fill the town, but I opted for the more sedate biking and running. Running alongside a blue lake with mountains in the background suits me more than swinging on an elastic band. A hike up Fox Glacier was next led by a very informative guide with the added bonus that he looked like David Coultard. It was fascinating to stand on the ice and hear all the history of the glacier. Bit chilly though!

We’re currently at yet another stunning beach camp although I have upgraded tonight to a cabin. As much as I love camping sometimes a nice bed is too appealing. A visit to the nearby famous pancake rocks ( everything is ‘famous’ here) was in order and even I was impressed. So impressed I intend to return at sunset and take some photos.

New Zealand

2011-01-11T14:52:00.000-08:00

So no lotto win for me and I completed my flight down to Auckland via an eventful night on the floor at Sydney airport. I rushed to check in as soon as they opened at 04:00 only to be told that they had no record of my booking. They cannot fool me however as I had the evidence in my hand so Quantas had to concede. Bit of a scary moment though. Flying into Auckland airport over the tiny islands that surround the north east coast the views were glorious and a great fore taste of things to come. After a couple of days exploring Auckland, so called city of sails as it has one sailing boat to every 5 people, I had signed up to a Flying kiwi tour of both islands and so duly joined that in Auckland. Having been on the tour now for 6 days I feel my feet have barely touched the ground and I’ve been busy every moment. Highlights so far include walking the Tongairio crossing, a high alpine trek, considered to be one of the best day walks in the world. It was extremely beautiful but I have to say that I have had just as good walks in our Lake district, I’ve cycled up and down mountains, ran alongside waterfalls, taken forest walks and sat in thermal pools. We visited the oldest Kauri tree in New Zealand. It led to a bit of an error on my part when I looked at the wrong tree for five minutes thinking I’d been scammed whilst everyone else stared at the correct tree in wonder.

Bay of islands

I eventually found the largest tree!

Thermal activity in Rotorua

Lake side camping

Huka falls

Emerald lake Tongariro

Group of valiant trekkers

The north island of New Zealand is uncannily similar to Britain and at every view point there is something that reminds you of the lakes, Yorkshire dales or Snowdonia. It is a stunningly beautiful place with natural wonders in abundance. Every beach is fantastic, there are geysers, hot pools galore, all very lord of the Rings and today we drove past Mt Doom. As I haven't seen the film I was a bit bemused but everyone else was very excited. Everyone tells me the south island is even better so I’m looking forward to tomorrow when we make the ferry crossing from Wellington over to Picton.

Bunbury and Walpole

2011-01-01T16:57:00.000-08:00

Walpole

We had to visit the local bar

Xmas day on the beach

Met this crazy lady

James at the summit of Mt Frankland

Kangaroos!!

Damage from bush fires

Walpole

Fellow Odysseyers James and Kay had kindly invited me to spend Xmas and the New Year with them at their new home in Bunbury. An offer which I was most grateful for and it was fantastic to see them again looking very well and obviously delighted to be amongst their family. It was great to meet all of them whom I’ve heard so much about. Ben also joined us for his first Christmas away from home. Christmas day started off on the beach which felt very strange to me. Where’s the snow! I guess it doesn’t snow much at 38 degrees. We ate lots of good food at Rachels and Brians, daughter and son in law of James and Kay and we were fed until we popped! Of course Kay made us drink the dreaded alcohol as well, we were defenceless, particularly Ben. After a few days in which I either cycled, ran or walked every street in Bunbury we headed for Walpole which is situated on the south west corner of Australia. Rachel and Brian have a home there deep into bush land and I found it absolutely fascinating. Surrounded by acres and acres of bush land it was a slice of paradise. Populated by snakes, kangaroos and emus to name a few it was great to see the real Australia and Australian locals. So far here I have struggled to meet anyone who is actually Australian, every nationality but. A boat trip on New Years eve into and beyond the inlet at Walpole bought us to the best beach I have seen so far. The colour of the water had to be seen to be believed and with the waves crashing onto the deserted shore it was a memorable way to look forward to the oncoming year. A party late into the early hours at a neighbours house, this was the nearest neighbour at 1k away, enabled me to meet lots of true blooded Australians. Immensely friendly and welcoming, they certainly love to party and I only mentioned the Ashes a couple of couple of times! Well you’ve got to.

Australia is a country I’ve warmed too rather than liked straight away. In lots of ways and not unsurprisingly, it feels like England. Obviously slightly hotter and supersized and I’ve never had kangaroos bounce across the road in front of the car in England, but it feels very familiar. I do love the laid back attitude of the Aussies, no stress here, we should adapt that policy. Walpole is an amazing place, so amazing I’ve bought a local lotto ticket and I know where I’ll be buying a house if or should I say when my numbers come up. So another country chalked up, I think I’m on maybe 25, and it’s New Zealand tomorrow. Wonder what sport we can beat the Kiwis at!

Bunbury

2010-12-13T19:02:00.000-08:00

Bunbury Beach

A three hour coach journey south of Scarborough took me down the west coast to Bunbury. No ordinary coach journey for me. I found myself on a luxury coach with tea and coffee, free wifi and movies. I missed the hawkers of SE Asia though, I could have done with some cheap pineapple. Australia seems to be a great country but sometimes it just feels a bit too sedate after the madness of SE Asia and I’ve found myself missing the chaos. Still I could probably create some chaos of my own. Although I can see why people strive to live here, for young families it’s a great way of life and the standard of living is very high. The recession hasn’t reached this far. However the country does seem to have the same social problems as ours maybe just on a lesser scale because the population is so sparse. Bunbury is situated on the south west corner and apparently is home to lots of friendly dolphins. It is also one of only 25 biodiversity hotspots in the world. I don’t know what that means exactly but it sounds good in the leaflet! Surrounded on three sides by water Bunbury is a charming city, very small with a population of only 35,000, it’s very quaint and old fashioned in a lot of ways. Arriving on a Wednesday caused problems. When I asked where the nearest shop was there was a big sigh from the hostel receptionist. She said “Is it Wednesday?” I agreed it was. “Oh dear” she said “Wednesday, Wednesday, everything shuts early on a Wednesday” My fault, I was a bit silly thinking the shops would be open after 6 pm after all! It’s also very strange to see the Christmas lights and trees decorated when it’s 30 degrees outside.

I have met up again with Ben who has been staying here since we arrived in Australia. It’s nice to see him and he certainly seems to seems to have settled into the way of life and looks happy and healthy. Bunbury is a great place to cycle with endless shared pavements and I have taken advantage of the cheap hostel rates for my first bike ride in Australia. The sunsets again are amazing and the beach is even better than Scarborough. White sand, virtually deserted bar the odd dog walker and clear water. It makes for a very picturesque scene. I have spotted my first kangaroos other than in the zoo and I think they were wild. Well they certainly looked pretty angry to me! Oh and my nose is peeling and bright red, quite an attractive look if I say so myself.

Scarborough Beach

2010-12-05T20:59:00.000-08:00

After a visit to Perth zoo which was very enjoyable especially the gibbons it was time to say goodbye to Roberta and to Perth. It’s been an interesting city if somewhat bland and well ordered but well worth seeing. Roberta is on her way to Melbourne and the comparative luxury of hotels whilst I am still in hostel land and have headed up the coast to Scarborough Beach. Luckily my choice of hostel for my first night alone in almost 8 months has proved very successful. Located right on the Indian ocean the hostel is clean, cheap with friendly staff and full of guests who are more interested in surfing than fighting, unlike the previous place. The beach itself is magnificent. I arrived on a windy day and the swells of the surf were great to see. I watched in awe at the skills of the kite and wind surfers, just as they watched in awe as they saw me running later! I think it was awe! Sunset was particularly spectacular. I choose Scarborough Beach as I have fond memories of living at our Scarborough and it’s uncanny how alike the two places are. Both are situated on a sea/ocean, they have exactly the same street names, both have a Peasholm Park and both have constant sunshine, oh no that’s just this Scarborough! As a bonus it is also a lot cheaper here than Perth and I have found some nice chilled white wine at last. On the downside every odd ball, there’s no PC way of saying that, seems to realise I’m in town and insists on talking to me. My avoidance skills are getting better and better though.

View from hostel

My running track

You don't have to catch fish here, they just jump out at you!

Australia!

2010-11-28T02:02:00.000-08:00

So to Australia and as the airport taxi driver pointed out, no more “massage, transport, taxi” to worry us we were on our way back to the western world. Sharing a flight with dozens of dreadlocked Australian women wearing Bintang vests we flew over the Kimberley and down the western coast to Perth. When I worked at the airport we used to call this sort of flight RAF, not in recognition of our splendid air force, more as in rough as f…. Sorry kids. The views from the aircraft window were of a vast red desert stretching as far as you could see with seemingly no sign of life. Immigration proved to be no problem, which was a relief for Ben who had somehow assumed that they would pick on an American boy. No-one could pick on him as much as we’ve done for the past 7 months. With Ben safely on his bus myself and Roberta arrived at our hostel in central Perth. Hence incurring the first culture shock. The hostel also provides accommodation for long term backpacker workers and as such resembles a student digs or even a youth offending institute but even messier. The list of rules handed to us included certain fines. So if I ever feel the need to urinate in the room it will cost me $50 or if I reach the dizzy heights of vomiting $70. I have yet to enquire if they do special two for one offers! Welcome to Australia! There was also a fight on our second night which involved one lad knocking out another. Nice!

About time I did some exercise

Both not worth drinking especially at $4 a bottle!

Hostel! Not my mess.

Watching the Ashes in the sunshine

My running route

Feeling a bit negative I felt even worse when I realised how expensive everything is. Probably not in real terms but it certainly seems it after Asia. However a long walk around what seems a very nice city including a great waterfront made things seem better. Plus of course the sun is shining and the sky is blue, very blue. I have had my first run on Australian soil taking in no less then 3 different parks. I haven't suddenly become a great runner it’s just the parks are close to each other.

A visit along the coast to Fremantle, famous for the America cup, provided us with views of houses reportedly worth $87 million, so I just need to find the owners and I'm sorted. The first glimpse of the Indian Ocean looks very impressive and having decided to spend a week very soon at the beach in Scarborough, not our Scarborough!, I look forward to seeing lots more of it. I'll put some pics up soon when I buy a new camera and I have to say this quietly so my kids don't hear, I'm going to the zoo on Tuesday!

Ubud and beyond

2010-11-24T20:01:00.000-08:00

Gili Air

Ubud turned out to be a great place to spend a few nights. With our bargaining skills honed by months on the road we managed to secure a room in a great hotel with swimming pool and breakfast for less than £6 a night which made us all very happy. It’s a great town with seemingly a temple on every corner, art galleries galore and lots to see and do and certainly plenty of expensive boutiques if you’ve got money in your purse. If you can ignore the constant cries of “transport, taxi, massage” that fill the air it really is a very nice place. The rest of the guys did the culture trip which meant that I didn’t have to, phew!! so I hired a bike to visit the rice terraces and such like. More my sort of thing. Although I did go to the monkey forest which housed 300+ macaques in a beautiful setting. Or it would have been beautiful if I wasn’t so scared of of them! One or two are okay but 300 was a bit much for me. We also found a Mexican restaurant with the best fajitas ever so happy days for all and Ben kept us laughing with his tales of his emergency use of the pages of his rough guide to Australia book and his saving of the letter P for Perth.

They might look cute but they're very very scary honestly!!

Not the worse place we've ever stayed.

We reluctantly left Ubud and travelled on a ferry across to Lombok. A scenic ride led us past deserted white sand islands, schools of dolphins and turtles. However it also led us to believe that Lombok would be similar. Unfortunately not. We arrived in the main resort of Singiggi somewhat surprised. The postcards show sweeping bays of clean white sand, in reality it is volcanic ash mainly covered in rubbish. Maybe because we have seen so many great sights on this trip we have been spoiled but certainly I wasn’t impressed. It could be that we are on the wrong part of the island, who knows. It could also be the fact that we have been travelling so long we are getting weary and things don’t appear fresh anymore. I do miss my family, my dog and especially my bambino, so maybe it’s just that, but at least least it’s warm here!

Catching a ferry to one of the Gili islands, Gili Air, the next day cheered me up. Situated just off the coast of Lombok these really are the islands that postcards are made of. White sand, deserted beaches, lots of snorkeling and swimming along with a great bungalow to sleep in all for less than £5 per night! It also had the most chilled out manager ever maybe due to his chain smoking of dubious substances. I opted to sleep outside on the balcony which proved a great choice enabling me to watch a fantastic sunrise every day. Plus it bought out the gypsy in me. Don’t think I’ll try it at home though. A run around the perimeter of the island takes about 40 minutes and again I’m privileged to be able to run amongst fantastic scenery. Running with the sun setting over the Indian ocean and the sound of the mosque calling for prayer is amazing. Myself Heather and Roberta spent a day snorkeling and had a great time, spotting giant turtles, a huge variety of fish and the most amazing coral. The Gili islands are famous for diving and snorkeling and rightly so. We also saw fantastic sunsets, definitely a place I would return too. It was the perfect end, or nearly end, to Asia for us. After 5 relaxing days we caught a boat, bus, ferry, bus in the Indonesian tradition of hurry up and wait and are now in Kuta sorting our bags out for the flight to Australia. Kuta is a major holiday resort for Australians and as such full of tacky bars and very similar to Benidorm, maybe without the pensioners! Still a couple of nights are ok. Next stop Perth. Thanks Roberta for the photos.

Volcanos!!

2010-11-13T05:05:00.000-08:00

Ok so now I'm the big 50 I'm meant to appreciate culture!!

Should be mighty mariners!! No wonder I had trouble sleeping!

We tried Simons cupboard game to no avail! Never mind Simon where ever you are!

Arriving at the train station in Yogyakarta was a bit surreal. A layer of ash covered everything as evidence of the still erupting Mt Merapi. Although it’s usually a busy tourist destination most of the tourists had been evacuated so it was just us hardy backpackers and a few random Germans, not that there‘s anything wrong with random Germans of course! Respect for race and diverity and all that! Unfortunately due to the volcano many of the tourist attractions were closed as there were within the 20k safety zone but we did manage a bit of culture, visiting the Sultans palace which was slightly underwhelming and also a batik factory, where I swore that I wasn’t going to buy anything and came out with a present for Louise. They know I’m an easy touch. The next day due to it being my birthday and to celebrate somehow reaching such a great age, I managed to persuade Roberta and Heather that cycling 40k in the heat and with crazy traffic was a great idea. We cycled merrily along to the Prambanan, a 6^th/7^th century Hindu temple. Along the way motorists stopped their cars to take videos of us no doubt impressed by our turn of speed! The temple was actually very impressive and extremely well restored. The gardens were also bizarrely similar to Chatsworth which made me long for the English countryside somewhat. Yogyakarta was overall a very pleasant city with a good feel to it and hopefully it will recover soon and the tourists return. There was just one bad note for me, inadvertantly I found myself sleeping on a Man Utd mattress, not amused, the mighty Mariners would have been better!

We caught a free train to Solo the next day. Not used to getting something for nothing it took a lot to persuade us that it was really free and even then we weren’t really convinced. Expecting to be be thrown off at any time. However we arrived safely for a quick overnight stop in a quaint hotel. Confined to base due to a massive tropical storm dinner proved to be most amusing. First Heather stated “ I’ve never had a boiled egg before, I’m actually a bit scared!”, then I proceeded to eat a whole green chilli thinking it was asparagus and nearly passed out and lastly Ben tried to eat an ice cube, got brain freeze and had to run around the hotel for ten minutes refusing to spit it into a napkin “ because I need that for my toilet roll”. Roberta just rolled her eyes. We’re getting more sophisticated by the day! It’s only a matter of time before hotels refuse to take us.

So an overnight bus driven by a pair of maniac drivers has bought us to Lovina on the north coast of Bali. Myself, Ben and Roberta got up at the crack of dawn to watch the dolphins swimming and go snorkeling. Very worthwhile as we saw dozens of dolphins including one which did a nifty spin for us and then did it again to make sure we had seen. So I need to add dolphins to my list of creatures to take home! Lovina is a quiet resort with the only sound the calls of the beach traders “ Lesley, Lesley buy this buy that. I did make the mistake of telling them my name and they have passed it round to the extent where I was swimming 500 meters out and they called me by name to buy bracelets! I thought I’d managed to avoid them by clever use of my bike only to have one of them offer me a better bike to hire. I going to try and run past them this evening, that’ll frighten them! I’ve spent a bit of time a the natural hot springs, very relaxing and riding around the countryside. Also quite relaxing in it’s own way once you get used to the traffic rules, i.e. there are no traffic rules! Tomorrow will see us travel to Ubud, a inland hill resort for hopefully lot’s of trekking.

Indonesia

2010-11-07T00:48:00.000-07:00

A great night out in KK where far too much gin was consumed we said our farewells to Barry and Pauline and headed off to KL. Myself, Roberta and Ben to catch a flight to Jakarta and Kirsten and Simon heading off to Africa. There was just time to have a early morning run around the now renamed ~~Petronas~~ Parry towers before our flight. There still looked fantastic to me. Malaysia and Borneo in particular have been excellent. Superb scenery and wildlife along with the great city of Kuala Lumpur. Yet another place I would happily revisit.

So we are now solo travellers or solo in so much as there will be four of us when Heather joins us in Jakarta. We arrived in Jarkarta mid afternoon to face one of the most difficult border crossings and immigration points we have seen in SE Asia. Travelling to the hostel showed us the sights of Jakarta which appear to be endless traffic jams, street stalls, shopping malls and endless high rise buildings. Oh not to forget a nice layer of smog. It’s dusty, noisy, big, brash and scruffy. Much as expected really. It is a massive sprawling city. The portly taxi driver asked us for a “poverty tip” which we politely refused, he didn’t look like he couldn’t afford to eat! The hostel, once we got over the initial shock of the fact that it was actually an apartment with 8 beds in the spare room, was great. With access to a huge swimming pool and a gym I was more than happy to spend a few days. We did the required cultural visit to the Monas, the statue of independence and the mosque, which is apparently the largest in SE Asia. At the mosque the “friendly” guide invited us to make a contribution to the mosque which we did and then asked “what about a tip for me?” All in the name of religion of course! Another refusal to hand over our cash and we were out of there. It was good to meet up with Heather again and swop tales from the last few weeks and make our future plans.

A good train journey through paddy terraces and amongst mountains bought us to Bandung. There are no bridges at train stations in Indonesia so the done thing is actually to walk through a stationary train and come out the other side all the time hoping it doesn't start to move. A good way to keep the heart rate up! Enroute to our hotel we came across a naked man crouched in the street. I’m not sure if this is the norm in Bandung or not never having been there before but I'm guessing not! However he was as Heather rightly pointed out a definite trip hazard as he was blocking the pavement and we had to walk carefully around him. Anyway the hotel was great unfortunately Bandung not so. But like most places we’ve been always worth a visit just to experience different ways of life. We’re currently on a train heading for Yogyarkarta. As I'm writing this the sky is dark and everything is covered in volcanic ash from Mt Merapi. We'll see what it's like when we arrive.

Uncle Tans Borneo

2010-10-28T23:05:00.000-07:00

Black kingfisher ( I think)

One of those scary bat things!

After Brunei we headed back into Borneo for Kota Kinbalu on the coast. A fairly large resort it was a nice place to spend some time in a great hostel and catch up on some internet surfing. A bit of a street fair added to the laid back atmosphere although some of the singing made me sound good and I don't! A night out along the waterfront led to Kirsten and Roberta trying to break the world record in marching back to the hostel. This was twarted however by their clear lack of training and preparation and both hit the wall after 800 meters muttering something about too much gin! Most amusing to watch.

An early flight saw us arrive in Sepilok. This is the home of another Orang Utan sanctuary which whilst not as good as the first one we visited was still very worthwhile. We also stayed at a great jungle resort with a swimming pool which most of us made use of. The main reason for visiting Sepilok for us was to visit Uncle Tans wildlife adventure park. This does exactly what it says on the tin. A initial boat ride along the river Kinabatangen to the park gave us sighting of numerous macaque monkeys, hornbills,egrets and probiscus monkeys. With very basic accomodation the park is devoted primarily to the objective of spotting as much wildlife as possible. This is achieved with a program of boat rides and trekking both day and night and delivers perfectly. It's quite hard to recall everything we saw as there was so much, but for me the highlight was the large crocodile just slipping into the water as we passed it. The gibbons playing amongst the trees were also great to see. I missed out on seeing the orang utan in the wild due to an appointment with my pillow but was assured by the others that it was fantastic. The whole park is staffed by young boys/men who put every effort into making sure you have a great time. The only thing unfortunately they cannot control are the mossies which are everywhere. Still a brilliant time was had by all even Ben who was extremely worried beforehand that he would die from sweating! Turns out he didn't.

So we're currently back in KK for our last night together before returning to KL and each going our separate ways. Well nearly separate, myself, Roberta, Heather and Ben are heading for Indonesia. Kirsten and Simon have got Africa to look forward to and Barry and Pauline are heading home to NZ. Borneo has been brilliant, I feel very lucky to have been here and seen all the things I have. One thing that will always stick is my mind is Kirstens uncanny knack of negotiating a discount amongst male taxi drivers. This involved a lot of smiling, dare I say flirting and a bit of chat "Oh yes, this is my job". This worked briliantly and Kirsten has now apparently become a pin up girl amongst Borneos finest!

It's been a fantastic 6+ months for me with the Odyssey Overland group. I've had the time of my life and cannot speak highly enough of Pete and Kirsten for all the effort they put into the trip. Every problem and I'm sure there have been a lot that we travellers were not aware of was dealt in a extremely professional way and made our lives easy. Even problems like Simon announcing to all and sundry that he had had his bag stolen in KK only to remember hours later after waking the poor nightwatchman that he had left it in KL. I don't want to lavish the praise too highly in case anyone reads this and they get so booked up I cannot get on future trips! Suffice to say I wouldn't hesitate to recommend the company to everyone I know. A fantastic group of fellow travellers also made life very enjoyable. It's very hard to pick out highlights as there have been so many so I'll just say I feel privileged to have seen and done the things I have in the last 6 months and the memories will last forever. We've had some great laughs.

So our time with Odyssey is nearly over and after a few drinks together tonight it's time to look forward to our future travels. I've took over the role of tour leader for one night only and booked us into a hostel in Jakarta, someone elses turn next.

This time I've sussed it. They'll never see me in this small clear carrier bag!!

See Ben we're invisible!

Although our time together is nearly up Simon managed to get a couple of sneaky games of cupboard hiding in. He still hasn't got the hang off it though. Keep practising Simon!

Still Borneo plus Brunei

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Strictly lime juice!

Diesel station

I'm not doing this again!

Mosque rising above the river dwellings

After a brief overnight stop in Miri, we travelled across the border to the capital city of Brunei Darussalam, Bander Seri Bergawan (BSB). We stayed at a great hotel in the centre of the city with it's own gym and pool. I had both to myself which can't be bad which meant that I could run indoors instead of offending the local population by venturing outdoors in shorts. Brunei is a small sultanate split into two parts by Malaysian Borneo. A strictly Islamic country, alcohol is prohibited and any nightclubs and bars closed down in the 1990s. This pleased Simon and Ben, those well known party animals, no end. Not!! The city itself is a fascinating if somewhat strange place. The city centre consists primarily of government buildings, with limited housing and as such the streets are devoid of people. At times we were the only people walking on the street. The city is one of great contrasts. Most of the population live on the river in stilted houses which look a world apart from the grand government buildings and the magnificent mosque. There are schools, police stations, fire and rescue stations and even diesel pumps all on stilts on the river. It all works well and has a great community feel. Apparently the Sultan offered the river dwellers new more modern properties but the residents declined. The city has a nice chilled atmosphere maybe due to the lack of alcohol which makes the city a very calm place. Perhaps we could learn from this. Don't think it'll work in the UK though!

As I needed a bit of culture I joined in the visit to the mosque, a huge modern building which dominates the city. Visitors are strictly controlled and the women have to wear black robes and headscarves so as not to offend. Myself, Pauline and Roberta got robed up while the fellas laughed. We ended up looking like Jedi warriors. The guide had a great sense of humour and found all this most amusing. The inside of the mosque bizarrely had an escalator installed which seemed strange but maybe a sign of the times. That's enough culture for me for now though.! Unfortunately I didn't get to meet the Sultan so no cash for me! Never mind.

To compensate for the lack of beer Simon had another attempt at a slightly different version of his cupboard game. But as per the photos it appears he didn't really think it through. Apparently it's a very popular game in the wilds of Suffolk but has yet to catch on in the rest of the UK. Personally I think he's been travelling too long!

They can't see me!!

Oh maybe they can!!

Borneo

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A long journey saw us arrive at Bintulu a stop off point for a day visit to Similajua national park. We had a great day at the park, the highlight being a long jungle walk ably led by Kirsten to a deserted beach. At times Kirsten walked so fast I could hardly keep up, never before have I a witnessed such a level of fitness and she never appeared fatigued in any way. I need to ask her for her fitness program! The beach was beautiful and the run back ( that was just me) even better. The only thing that marred the day was the mysterious police incident tape in the jungle which made me imagine buried bodies and I’m sure I heard them calling to me, probably only the monkeys though!

Think that's Barry at the end!!

Don't know how I cope with the stress!!

All I can say is YES!!!

WOW!!

The next national park on our list was Niah. A very well maintained park we had a great cabin for the seven of us, which made us feel at home. This park is all about the prehistoric caves which house thousands of swiftlets and bats. The nests which are made from the saliva of the swiftlets fetch a high price in the Chinese community and so are very sought after. Young men risk their lives to reach the nests and harvest them, perched precariously on thin wooden poles. Fatalities are apparently common. We all had a visit to the caves and found them fascinating. Not too much for me though due to not liking bats, birds or the dark!! Or wooden poles!! Or fatalities!!

This is how they wear it in Borneo

Where's wally? I mean Simon!

The next day a fairly relaxed day was had chilling around the cabin. Obviously apart from Barry and Pauline, the kiwi wonders, who had their usual 40k stroll before breakfast. Me, I went for what I thought would be an easy run/walk. I realised I should have read the imformation leaflet a bit closer when I lost my shoes twice in the jungle swamp, came across bridges that consisted of a single plank of wood suspended 20 meters high and climbed a steep slippery moss covered mountain in my thin soled running shoes. Didn’t have to climb all the way down though not when you can slide on your backside! To add insult to injury the jungle is reached by a ferry boat across the river and once the ferry man saw the state of my muddy legs he seemed reluctant to let me on. A bit of a smile on my part and a flash of my blue eyes worked and I didn’t have to swim with the crocodiles. Getting back to the cabin the others had had a good day in particular SImon who had invented a bizarre hide and seek game in a cupboard. After two hours and no-one finding him or indeed even looking for him, he came out. Takes all sorts!

Malaysia and Borneo

2010-10-20T00:56:00.000-07:00

Probiscus monkey

Naughty macaques

Posing for the tourists

Mum and baby

Do not mess with Ritchie!

After spending one night in Melaka, a town which has past influences from Portugal, Netherlands and England, several of us have carried on for the Borneo part of the trip. An emotional farewell was said to our fellow travellers and myself, Roberta, Simon, Ben, Barry and Pauline, all led by Kirsten made our way to the airport to fly into Kuching on the island of Borneo. Kuching is a pleasant city which has for some reason has a strange obsession with cats. There are numerous cat statues and even a cat museum which luckily we didn’t have time to visit. The city has a very modern and lively waterfront which is the main focal point for the locals. The next day we travelled via speed boat on a very turbulent South China Sea to the nature reserve of Bako. We spotted wildlife in abundance during our two days here. Macaque monkeys roamed freely mainly around the restaurant where they terrorised most of us. They are only small but very fast and aggressive and will steal any food or drink available. Whilst walking back to the cabin a group of them surrounded me, looked menacing and made me panic dropping my fruit which they ran off with. Kirsten also had problems and had to fend off an ultra aggressive male with a chair, male monkey that is not Simon! Ben made a monkey stick to protect us which worked to some extent. The probiscus monkeys, a very rare breed that only exist in this part of the world were much nicer. They are strange looking creatures with an overly long nose and pot bellies and it’s fascinating to watch them moving gracefully through the trees. We all went on a night walk on which we encountered snakes, big spiders, kingfishers and lots of other wildlife. One of the best experiences for me was going for a run in the jungle. Out of all the places I have ran on the trip this has got to be the best. Absolutely amazing.

We returned to Kuching in order to visit the orang utan sanctuary. At the entrance a mother and baby were happily posing for the public, swinging through the trees, eating bananas, the usual ape things! Feeding time was an amazing sight. The trainers called the orang utans and these magnificent creatures made their way to the table through the tree tops. The most fantastic sight was Ritchie, the king of the jungle. Apparently he doesn’t always appear but on this occasion graced us with his presence. 120+ kilo of orang utan crashing through the trees makes you sit up and pay attention. Absolutely amazing, something which I shall never forget. Happy days.

Malaysia

2010-10-11T17:31:00.000-07:00

rather large monitor lizard

Petronas towers

canopy walkway

How we looked in amazement when simon opened his wallet.

Thailand and beyond

2010-10-10T18:16:00.000-07:00

My little Milly

Petronas towers

After a great week with my family in a luxury boutique hotel at Bophut Village, Koh Samui, it was time to leave them all behind again, very reluctantly, and it's certainly no easier leaving them than it was the first time. Especially my little bambino Milly who has become a bit of livewire in my absence. With a combination of the Parry and Standley families she's never going to be dull!! I caught up with Maggs on the ferry and we used a variety of transport to eventually meet up with the rest of the group at Khao Sok national park. Just a quick night stop at the park for us but I managed a quick run in the jungle, always exciting when you're watching out for snakes, and a glimpse of the monkeys playing on our roof. Khao Sok lays claim be the oldest to pre historic rainforest in the world, which sounds impressive if only we were not going to the Taman Negra park in Malaysia that also claims the same. I struggled to tell the difference.

The easiest border crossing of the trip between Thailand and Malaysia came next, although if we had listened to advice from the foreign office we would maybe have been more wary. What do they know! The scariest thing was the aggresive lady selling pineapple. Immediately as at most of the borders the scenery and atmosphere changed. Malaysia has a very British feel to it, disregarding the tropical weather! It still seems recent that Malysia gained it's independance from Britain although it was more than 50 years ago. The style of architecture retains the colonnial look and everyone speaks English. The people are also again very friendly and welcoming. Our first stop in Malaysia was Georgetown on the island of Penang. Penang is reached via one of the longest bridges in the world, very impressive. Georgetown was a mixture of old and new with large indian and chinese communities. As I hadn't cycled for at least two days I felt the urge to hire a bike and explore the streets. This I managed most successfully visiting each street at least 8 times after getting hopelessly lost! I did take a handy map with me which would have been useful if only the torrential rain had held off. Not my easiest day cycling.
I finally got back to the hotelin the early evening only to find Maggs and Roberta in the lobby supping beer like it was going out of fashion! Not a care in the world. I reminded them of the error of the ways which cheered me up a bit!

A long trip the next day bought us to Kuala Basut, on the west coast of Malaysia. Just really a stop off point for the next days speedboat ride to the Phehentian Islands. We mooched out and got a quick bite to eat, no alcohol to be found though. Malaysia is predominately a muslim country and as such unless you're in a city alcohol is either not available or extremely expensive. Simon is overjoyed by this! An early boat ride saw us arrive at the Islands before breakfast and everyone was impressed by the views in front of them. With clear blue water and great scenery it was definately a fantastic place to spend a few days. Snorkelling, swimming,sunbathing, it’s a very hard life! James led a group of us on a jungle trek which some enjoyed more than others. I was more amazed that James actually knew the way which is a first for him in the last 6 months. Lots of wildlife was spotted including Kay who was pretty wild at James for making her go trekking! The islands are very beautiful, relatively unspoilt and quiet. Lets hope they stay that way.

Unfortunately we had to leave and travelled down to Taman Negara national park. A long winded and complicated journey ensured our time at the park was limited but we all managed the canopy walk in the rainforest. Suspended 50 meters in the air on a swing bridge was a great way to spend the morning. Simon squealed, Maggs nearly had a heart attack and Neil has only just stopped shaking. But for those of us not scared of heights, good fun. I didn’t help Maggs by bouncing on the walk behind her, but if she doesn’t read this she’ll never know!

We’re currently in Kuala Lumpur (KL) and much to my suprise I’m loving it. Not being much of a city person I haven’t enjoyed them all but this one is great. The Petronas towers are beautiful, if a building can be, and the whole city is alive and has a good feel to it. The only downside is that we are reaching the end of our trip with Odyssey and as such people are disappearing off on their next adventures. A rowdy leaving do was held in one of the local bars and everyone had a great night. My room mate forgot where her bed was, misjudged it and fell straight onto the floor where she got stuck between the bed and the window. Apparently it was my fault! Can’t work that one out but anyway it’s been a great 6 months and myself and my roomie have had some great laughs along the way. It’s a shame it has to end. The next day myself, Roberta and Heather viisted the sky tower, the 4^th highest in the world. Maggs declined from some reason stating that her bed needed her. We had a great view from the observation deck as base jumpers parachuted from the top of the tower. All a bit surreal when you look out the window and a body hurtles past. KL is also a shopping paradise for electronic items if that’s your thing, but it left me a bit bewildered. There are also T shirts galore which pleased Dennis immensly as he could add to his vast collection. Tonight saw a group of us visit the towers at night which was an amazing sight. All lit up they really are magnificent buildings. As an added bonus there is a running track around the perimeter so that’s my plan for the morning!! Or maybe not.

Kanchanaburi

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No health and safety here!

War cemetary

war grave

Bangkok

2010-09-16T03:23:00.000-07:00

bridge over the river kwai

Another extremely easy border crossing saw us enter Thailand. It's immediately apparent that Thailand is a much richer country than Cambodia and bizarrely it felt even hotter. I sort of guessed that I wouldn't like the city and had been warned by my daughters to avoid, however it's on our route so a visit was in order. Suffice to say I would never return to this place. To my mind it completely lacks character and charm. I'm sure some people love it but not me. Although the ferry ride was cool as was the sky train. It's a massive city with numerous temples and the Royal palace. As I have had enough of culture at the moment I avoided all those and instead have mooched around the local streets. I have also visited the Siam shopping mall where I rode the escalators and gazed at shops I cannot afford to go in. It's backpackers galore here and for me one of the worse sights was seeing a western fella of at least 80 walking hand in hand with his young Thai bride. I could be mistaken of course and she could just have been his nurse! Around the bars it's hard to tell which are ladyboys and which are women. Luckily I don't think any of our guys are daft enough to try!

Guess who I caught going into Maccys, "Oh I never go there!!' Yeah right!

Random building

Joy did us a favour and found a wine bar just off the Khoasan Road. Cheap wine was what was needed and I can honestly say that Joy led myself and Maggs astray. It's always the quiet ones. So tonight will see us show Maggs the sights of Khaosan Road, which she may struggle to understand. Should be good fun.

A short journey from Bangkok bought us to Kanchanaburi, the home of the bridge on the river Kwai. We're staying at a great little resort on the rivers edge with the food cooked by the owners Apple and Noi amongst the best we've had on the trip. This is a great little town with lots to see and do, thousands of tourists everywhere and a good feel to the place. I took Ben on a bike ride out to one of the many war cemeteries. Very poignant, especially the graves for the unknown soldiers. These cemeteries are extremely well maintained and if it is correct to say so very beautiful in their own way. On the way back we made a slight detour and ended up on a motorway. Bit scary that one. Ben also knocked his chain off which he somehow blamed on me!! I wouldn't mind but earlier on the ride he managed to crash into the back of me. Never a dull moment. Learning my lesson, a bike ride on my own was needed and the next day I cycled along the river past numerous temples and Wats. Myself and Kay also found an outside gym where we had a quick workout much to the amusement of all the passers by and the locals. Two red faced women trying to look like they know what they are doing is quite an attraction in these parts!! Anyway one more night here, along with some more great food, and we'll be returning to Bangkok to catch the overnight sleeper bus to the islands. Koh Samui and a meet up with the kids and bambino for me. Can't wait!!

2010-09-13T21:40:00.000-07:00

three not so wise monkeys

How many steps!!

Cambodia

2010-09-07T02:42:00.000-07:00

Taylor plays with the Angkor wat monkeys!!

After an extremely easy border crossing from Vietnam, we arrived in the capital city of Cambodia, Phnom Penh. It looks a relatively small city but as with most Asian cities very busy. As everyone knows Cambodia has suffered tremendously over recent years and a visit to one of the killing fields along with the infamous S 21 prison was in order. Listening to the guides all of whom suffered at the hands of the Kymer Rouge and still seeing the pain in their eyes is very moving. It's so hard to imagine what these poor people have been through and I wish I could turn back the clock for them. I will never forget visiting these places and it makes me feel very humble.. Hopefully their future will be better than their past. I feel honoured to have listened to their stories.
Phnom Penh seems to be a city of contrasts. You get men just casually strolling the streets carrying semi automatic rifles, bit scary that one, elephants wandering around, though I'd maybe been running too long in the heat at that point, magnificent temples and palaces alongside neighbourhoods of extreme poverty. Like most of the countries we've visited, the locals are friendly and welcoming although they have nothing. I always knew it would be a tough country but it's very hard when you see the victims of landmines etc. We have such easy lives in comparison. It also has a very colonnial feel to it and as such a night out in the Foreign Correspondants Club was organised by Simon in celebration of his impending 50th birthday. Happy hour did it's job and made us all very, very happy. Sipping half price cocktails with a great view of the river is never a bad thing. At one point Simon seemed to forget it was his birthday celebration and disappeared for a few hours with a female companion, but he eventually returned and seemed very happy. He's gonna get me for saying that!!!Another great result for happy hour.

Myself, Maggs and Kay visited a local school and orphanage and spent a worthwhile couple of hours amongst the children and staff. Set in a village around 7k from the city and ran by a local man who himself grew up in poverty it seemed a well run project and the children were all happy and being well educated. All very good to see. Hopefully along with their forefathers they will also have a better future. Fingers crossed.

The next town on our travels was Battembang where myself, Maggs, Simon and Roberta have spent a very pleasant day with the best Tuk Tuk driver in the world. We rode on the bamboo train, which consisted of riding a small piece of bamboo at breakneck speed along disused rail lines. At least I think they were disused I need to check my insurance on this one! Two visits to local Wats, one of which is apparently older the Ankor Wat followed along with a ride on the back of a motorbike up the steep hills. All good fun and unusally for me I enjoyed the culture. Back to bike riding tomorrow though. Tomorrow an early rise will see us catch a river boat to Siem Reap, close to Angkor Wat, should be good!

A long river boat journey bought us across scenic lakes and river villages galore. All very beautiful and peaceful. Our peace was shattered however on reaching the harbour at Siem Reap. Just before our boat docked we could see dozens of young men waiting to jump aboard. As we docked these men stormed onto the boat as if it was opening day sale at Primark, offering Tuk Tuks and grabbing bags etc. The only way for us to get off was to shove and shout and basically just barge our way off. Bit frightening for some but it worked. Siem Reap is much more modern than other Cambodian cities. It has obvious tourist money pouring in, with grand hotels galore and the contrast between rich and poor is massive. The amount of top range vehicles is amazing and corruption seems pretty rife. Whilst the poor remain so and seemingly always will. But it is the home of Angkor Wat and the reason for our visit.

floating village

So after a 5.30 am start which left most of us a bit bleary eyed we visited Angkor Wat, the biggest religious monument in the world. The whole complex is massive, with wats galore in acres and acres of land. It was very busy, with lots of tourists fighting for space. My favourite was the jungle temple, where the trees have grown into the building and become part of it, very atmospheric. Unfortunately as much as I love culture and could have stayed all day a nasty flip flop incident led to my early retirement from the wats and I was forced to return to the hotel. It didn't prevent me hiring a mountain bike however and revisiting the complex at speed in the afternoon. Cambodia has been in some ways a strange place. I feel it could still erupt at anytime. Most of the people are fantastic but there is just an underlying feeling of unrest in my opinion. The gap between the rich and poor is too big and feels totally wrong. Anyway again another country I'm glad to have had the privilage to visit.

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Bike and beach, great!!

Goodbye to Vietnam

2010-09-04T00:07:00.000-07:00

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Saigon telecoms!!

jungle beach

After a couple of great days in Hoi An involving lots of cycling and chilling on the beach we travelled along the coast to the small resort of Jungle Beach. Set on the most easterly part of Vietnam with a backdrop of jungle and mountains this has been a great place to spend a couple of lazy days. A private beach added to the enjoyment with most of us swimming at night amongst the phospheresence. I think that's how you spell it!! The water creates sparkles with any movement and it is magical to see. Most of our time was taken up being fascinated by this. A few slow runs along the beach and some water aerobics were as energetic as it got although I did manage a few games of table tennis. Not always successfully but Simon was impressed by my killer serve. Reluctantly we all got on the coach the next day and eventually arrived in Saigon. The coach driver seemed intent on either undertaking or overtaking every other vehicle on the road. A feat he managed very well with the liberal use of his horn. Best to keep your eyes shut. Saigon is a crazy place. It seems all the adult population ride scooters and crossing the road is an experience in itself. It's good for the old heart rate. A group of us visited the War museum which was extremely thought provoking and poignant. We came out in a relatively sombre mood. It's hard to relate the Vietnam of today with the events of only a few years ago and the TV pictures I remember as a child. The country and it's people are so friendly and
welcome westerners. The country seems to me to be rapidly moving forward and tourism is massively increasing. Again another country I shall be sad to leave although I will almost certainly come back. The beaches are great, the locals are great if sometimes a bit persistant. In short like Laos it's a great country and I'm glad to have spent time here. Next up Cambodia!!

2010-08-31T23:13:00.001-07:00

water buffalos chilling

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Bens sandcastle

Vietnam

2010-08-27T19:43:00.000-07:00

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Ben' s happy!!

After a relatively simple border crossing which including a bizarre $1 bribe to the immigration official we travelled into Vietnam. Immediately it was busier and more densely populated than Laos. We arrived in Hue along the east coast mid afternoon and explored the city. Scooters rule and you take your life in your hands trying to cross the road. Basically take a deep breath and leg it! All the traffic didn't stop a few of us hiring bikes though and cycling to the nearest beach 15k away. It's a great ride through villages and lagoons to arrive at a scenic beach, which we had all to ourselves. Ben was very excited and reverted back to his childhood, which for him wasn't long ago, and spent most of the day careering wildly between swimming in the sea, building sandcastles and making the sand squeak!! Actually so did I and my childhood was long ago. A great few hours were passed relaxing in the warm water before cycling back. This was followed by a lively evening in the DMZ bar celebrating the safe return of our leader Pete with everyone in party mood. Many cocktails and beers were consumed and lots of dodgy dancing followed. Somehow Ben lost his shoes! Next day I managed to persuade a few poor souls to accompany me again to the beach, although James looked terrified as we weaved in and out of the traffic and Simon apparently could only cycle slowly because he kept losing his hat!! Not convinced about that one. Hue overall is a very nice place, busy and vibrant, bit too noisy at peak times when the scooters all use their horns to excess but never the less interesting. A short trip along the coast has bought us to Hoi An. Arriving at a hotel, where they have put a welcome banner up, provided free cocktails and a swimming pool can't be bad. A quick dash into town to get a few clothes made up by the local tailors provided plenty of amusement. Maggs was not amused however to be charged more for her clothes than mine due to size issues, made me giggle though. The good news is bikes are cheap to hire so whilst most people are taking the cultural option today I shall go exploring on my bike. I'm sure I can find a beach.

2010-08-27T19:13:00.001-07:00

Who needs gameboys!!

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Ben and Kaye enjoying the longboat.

Goodbye to Laos

2010-08-26T05:34:00.000-07:00

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Bens gets muddy.

We're loving it honestly!!

A great couple of days back to basics in bamboo huts in the Phu Hin Bun national park and a brief ovenight stop at Savannakhet heralded the end of our time in Laos. The scenery in this part of the world is amazingly beautiful, lush mountains enclosing fast flowing rivers, rice paddy fields galore amongst the bamboo huts. It sounds a bit overdramatic but at times it really does take your breath away. I've loved everything about Laos. The people, though obviously poor, are happy with the whole village working together. All the children play together, without the need for electronic toys, and you can feel the community spirit. Even the animals get on with water buffalo, dogs, pigs, chickens and cats all sharing homes. It truely is a great country very chilled and I was sad to leave. Oh and the food is great as well!

Vientiane

2010-08-20T01:28:00.000-07:00

Currently in Vientiane, capital of Laos. We arrived here after a couple of days at Viang Vang, a young, very young backpackers paradise, full of bars offering cheap cocktails, spliffs and bags of opium!! I declined these offers in favour of the Lao beer but it's definitely not my sort of place. I did get a cheap pair of Billabong shorts though so not all bad. The main focus of Viang Vang is the tubing on the river passing lots of bars on the way. I opted for the safe option of a stroll with the Barry., Pauline and Dennis, whilst many of the other ( younger) guys took the tubing option. They all came back in good spirits especially Ben and thankfully in one piece.
Vientiane is relatively small for a capital city but quite chilled and quaint. A group of us hired bikes and cycled to the Buddha sculpture museum 25k out of town. Nice and flat cycling which was lucky on bikes with no gears and we only got lost once( apparently my fault!). Bit hot in places, at one point my legs started to sizzle, but good fun. Buddha sculptures were bizarre to say the least, but then I'm not very cultural. Next couple of days will see us travel to the national park for hopefully even more great scenery.

The end of camping

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Oh dear Dennis!

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My escape route!

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After a fairly easy border crossing I was pleased to be in Laos. Immediately the atmosphere seemed to change, everyone including ourselves are more relaxed and looking forward to the days ahead. We spent four nights at Luang Namtha. A small chilled out town in the north. A few of us hired bikes and biked to the local waterfalls. As I was in control of the only map and wanted to go a bit further we I used my old running tricks and added in a 20k detour. The rest only realised when it was too late although I think Dennis cottoned on. We did finally make the waterfall after a bit of grumbling from Simon, who now hasn't be able to sit down for a week! The next couple of days saw a group of us take on a trek up a rather steep hill, stay overnight in a local village and kayak 20k the next day. This also included being forced to drink Lao whisky by the guide! An excellent experience ( not the whisky) to get away and sample local life. A two day stop in the next town saw me hire a bike again, this might be a recurring theme, and wizz past some of the local villages. This part of the world is amazing scenic, stunning mountains, fast flowing rivers, it's got the lot. It's also an adventure playground where you can cycle or trek to your hearts content, suits me!

Currently in Luang Prabang via a 6 hour longboat ride. It's full of westerners but again the bike has come to my rescue and I've escaped into the hills. Wish I'd had some brakes though, some of those down hills are a bit scary! It's a very cool, funky place as they say. Full of Wats and sights to see and again very scenic. It does keep raining though. It's Kays birthday tonight so a cheese and wine party is in order, very civilised!

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Everest and beyond

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We bushcamped in Everest national park to get an early start the next morning enroute to Everest base camp. So the next morning, or middle of the night it seemed, a very early start saw us make the long and treacherous drive to base camp. Luckily for us it was dark and we did not realise quite how many sheer drops off cliff edges were on the route. It was only on our return journey in daylight the truth was reaveled. So well done to Pete for driving us safely. My first ever view of Everest is one which will live me with forever. It towered majestically above it's fellow mountains and looked amazing. It's one of the best sights in the world and I looked at it in awe. I could have stayed for hours just watching that mountain. It didn't make me want to climb it though, I'm not that daft!! Well maybe a little!!

We arrived at the tented yurk village which was to be our home for the night and some of us walked the remaining few kilometers to base camp. For me base camp was a bit disappointing. It didn't add anything to the mountain and was very strictly controlled by the Chinese. Woe betide anyone who ventured past the control barrier. We had an amusing night in our yurt tent, which including being force fed endless cups of yak butter tea and being tucked in bed at night, which Roberta and Heather loved. Maggs had some particularry interesting 'herbal' tea after which she seemed remarkably mellow and kept asking for snacks! The only trouble is she keeps craving more. We'll wean her off slowly.

Getting away from Everest base camp and Tibet has proved to be difficult. I'm sure the Odyssey blog will go into more detail, but a combination of floods, road closures, bridge collapses and the constant presence of the not so secret Chinese police has made it very tough. Unfortunately we have had to leave the truck along with Pete in Lhasa and will now use a variety of transport. As I write this Pete seems as if he will be stuck in Tibet for some time, trapped by a yoghurt festival! The problem appears to me to be that the Chinese government are not set up for Western tourists. As we only make up 3% of the total tourism they just don't know what to do with us and seem to panic somewhat. Having said that on the whole the Chinese and Tibetans people are very friendly.

We made a detour to Chengdu, the home of the Giant Pandas. A very busy city full of parks with pensioners practising ballroom dancing and Tai Chi. Badminton is also very popular with very high standards from the games I saw. The visit to the Pandas was amazing. I was a bit unsure about going as I did not know the conditions these gorgeous creatures are kept in, but I was reassured. The Pandas are obviously well looked after in a good enviroment and even seemed to play to the crowds. We all tried to smuggle one out to no avail. It was certainly one of the highlights of the trip.

A few more cities, which for me was a few too many saw us arrive at the border with Laos. On the whole I have enjoyed China, it's certainly fascinating, extremely frustrating, but I have to say I'm glad I've been. One thing I won't miss is the Chinese toilets which have to be seen to be believed. Suffice to say I had a panic attack in one where I thought the pyramid of poo was reaching up to grab me. I was one poo away from disaster!! I got out of there smartish!

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Lhasa - 20th July 2010

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Currently in Lhasa, the holy city of Tibet. We drove in to Tibet via the highest road in the world with the highest point being 5237 meters. After a few nights bushcamping, one of which involved us being threatened and chased off by the friendly locals! it's good to be in a hotel. Aptly named the yak hotel. It's quite hard to describe Lhasa. It's big, busy and vibrant with lots of westerners. There are Chinese soldiers on every street corner in what seems to be a show of force against any dissenters. The soldiers are mixed in with the pilgrims on the way to the holy sites and even march amongst them. To me it all seems wrong that a holy city should have soldiers everywhere, but what do I know! We went arond the Jokhang temple, but again I felt uneasy and as if I was intruding on the pilgrims lives. Some of the pilgrims travel thousands of kilometers to get to the temple, prostrating all the way. It's incredible. To me it seems wrong that something which means so much to people should be reduced to a tourist attraction, but as I was one of the tourists I cannot complain really.

On a lighter note there are dozens of outdoor shops here selling fake top brands such as North Face and I've spent plenty of time and money in those. Helping the local economy and all that. I've successfully avoided yak meat but the general consensus is that it is very good. I'll stick to my chicken.

So far China is a strange but fascinating place. We've crossed vast deserts, seen snow covered mountains, camped at high altitude and are soon to visit Everest Base camp. The Chinese bureaucracy make up there own rules and it seems one day you can do something the next day not. Very frustrating I'm sure for Pete and Kirsten, but they're coping well. We've had road works where they just shut the road for hours and it's a matter of waiting. Quite a problem when you are on the only road across the mountains. Anyway enough moaning, onwards and upwards to Everest base camp.

China

2010-07-13T05:02:00.001-07:00

We arrived in Kashgar in North West China after a long but mainly uneventful border crossing over the rarely used Tougart pass. Kashgar is a busy vibrant central asian city with lots of small back streets full of traders of all descriptions. It has an extremely busy bazaar where you can buy everything you could possibly want, that's if your particular want is chicken feet or pigs noses! I took a swerve at the pigs noses. The city is fairly short of tourist attractions other than the Mao statue but has a certain charm. Every man and his dog( especially the dog) rides on an electric scooter. Often whole families sit on one including the bambinos perched on the footrest. Crossing the road can be hazardous but we've perfected the act of latching on to a random local and using them as a shield. It's the only way. The weather as always is still extremely hot, maybe 35-40 degrees.

We left Kashgar and followed the silk road through the Taklamak desert towards Turpan. A couple of nights bush camping amongst the sand dunes saw us arrive at Turpan city. Again a modern city which boasts of being the second hottest place on earth at 154 metres below sea level. I did notice it was a tad warm! There are huge vineyards all around the city but unfortunately not used for wine. Myself and Roberta decided to risk it at the local hairdressers/barbers and try for a haircut. I bravely went first much to Robertas amusement as she watched me go through a range of emotions such as terror, fear , astonishment and complete bewilderment. I've never seen anyone cut hair with scissors so large. Every time I tried to protest the girl took it as encouragement and carried on cutting shorter and shorter. So I came out with a 12 year old boys haircut, which Roberta kindly commented me " It looks like you've had nits" I'm sure it'll grow in time!! Roberta faired much better, I think the girl had had enough amusement with me.

At present I'm sat in Johns cafe in Dunwang. Again another modern city pretty much like the previous. It has a vibrant night market full of eating booths and souvenir stalls, not dissimilar to Covent garden. Karaoke has reared it's ugly head for the first time as a lady in the market serenaded young Ben for his 19th birthday. Most amusing for all of us, not sure about Ben. We've been to visit the buddhist caves at Mogao this morning which were totally amazing. Set in the desert these caves were carved out by the Buddhist monks and truly have to be seen to be believed. For me it is the best sight of the trip so far. The painting and images of are incredible and impossible to describe with any justice. We've got three long days of driving and bush camping ahead of us now so I'm making the most of the luxury of an air conditioned hotel with beer nearby!

Krgyzstan.

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Nick tries out the water!

Just spent nearly two weeks camping in the mountains of Krgyzstan. The countryside has been amazing ranging from snow capped mountains to forest trails and fast flowing rivers. We camped at Lake Son Kol which was amazing, some of the best scenery I have ever seen. The colours in the lake combined with the blue in the sky has to be seen to be believed. Went for a couple of runs but the altitude of over 3,000 meters makes running even harder than normal and I huffed and puffed like a good un. I did have to keep stopping and looking at the views as well! Nothing new there then. This is definately a country I would love to visit again to do some trekking and would highly recommend it My favourite so far. Went horse riding a couple of times as well. I don't know who was more scared me or the horses but it turned out to be very gentle which suited me fine. The local people are so friendly and welcoming. They don't have much but wish to share everything. A game of goat polo was demonstrated to us and I gave my england shirt as a prize, which was no loss to me after the result against Germany! We had a fancy dress party on the truck which involved most of the boys dressing as girls. Some seemed to enjoy it more than others (Simon)!! I have got the photos to prove it.

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Now in Kashgar in Northwest China. It looks very interesting so far. Although facebook and blogger are not available so updates will be as and when..

Borders and mayhem!!

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Finally crossed into Kyrgystan after two borders and a thankfully brief dash through Kazakhstan. We spent an eventful night camped on the concrete pasture of no mans land between the two countries due to the Kazakhstan border being shut. It's not very often you get a chance to do that!! I think the truckers and border guards were a bit bemused to see a load of tents go up but needs must. I also managed to jog to the barrier and back to establish a run in no mans land, something I'll never do again. Kazakstan is one country I would never visit again. The police seemed to stop us evry few miles in the hope of making a quick buck which they managed successfully. The locals seem to be very disheartened and in complete contrast to the Uzbeks and I felt an underlying feeling of anger. I also did not see Borat so highly disapointed with that!
Anyway onwards and upwards literally to the mountains in Krygystan and some decent trekking. Bring it on!!

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Tashkent

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Currently in Tashkent, capital city of Uzbekistan. Uzbekisatn has been a fantastic country. The people seem very content with their lives, despite their sometimes harsh lives,and are extremely friendly to us scruffy overlanders. Everyone wants to know where we are from and what we are doing. Every fountain, of which there are numerous in each city centre, has young children playing in it and having a great time. The countryside in the main is flat along with patchs of desert, although a well laid out irrigation system makes most of the land fertile. The history is quite hard to take in purely because there is so much of it and it's hard to comprehend the time scale of events.
Going to explore Tashkent later and have a mooch around and as always on this trip the weather is great!!

Silk Road cities

2010-06-15T02:00:00.000-07:00

Visited the three main silk road cities in Uzbekistam. All three are completely different. Khiva is very small with most ot the city comtained within the city walls. Fascinating buildings all restored to their former glory. It looks similar to a childs samdcastle with most of the buildings being made of samd coloured mud. Lots of minarets amd madrasses to explore. Bukhara was more touristy but had am excellemt square with fountains and cafes all roumd. The vodka monster attacked me here and I was led astray by my room mate hemce my sightseeing was somewhat curtailled. Samarkand was my favourite with magnificent restored buildings. All very ornate and you can almost feel the history as you stroll around. They talk a lot about some guy called Ghengis Khan around here. Haven't met him yet but I'm sure I will do! Hopefully I will post some pictures to follow of the cities.
It's 45 % inflation here in Uzbekistan so if you need to buy something it's best to buy it in the morning! It's also between 35-45 degrees so a bit warm for us pasty westerners.

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Caspian Sea and beyond

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Finally caught the ferry across the Caspian Sea on Thursday morning. We were woken by Taylor at 05.00 after a sleepless night camping out in the hotel grounds without a tent. Bit of a mistake that one as I ended up covered in midge bites, very attractive! I always like to look my best. It’s hard to describe the ferry in favourable terms, suffice to say I won’t be booking a long distance cruise on board. But it did the job and 38 hours later we crossed the oil slick of a sea and arrived in Turkmenistan. Best part of the ferry was sleeping on the deck overnight and the impromptu cocktail party hosted by Dennis. We know how to live. We cleared the port at 03.00 and drove a few miles to camp out in the desert for a couple of hours. Slightly more sand than Cleethorpes but no donkeys just camels. Next day a long drive saw us arrive at the capital of Turkmenistan, Ashkabat, and a very nice 5 star hotel. Ashkabet is one of the most surreal places I have ever seen. The buildings are magnificent, everything is relatively new due to an earthquake destroying the city in 1948. But it feels like you are on location on a film set. There are tremendous parks and gardens, more monuments and status than you could ever imagine, but no locals to enjoy it. I saw just a handful of local people on the streets other than at the market. Very strange. It’s like people are still afraid to come outdoors and enjoy their lives. None the less it’s a great and fascinating city. There’s also junior policemen on every street corner, most looking about 15 years old and that’s not just because I’m getting older, it’s true! As a tourist you’re hotel room may be bugged so I’ve had to whisper and only say good things! Oh and a 23.00 hours curfew which we only just made on the second night due to Roberta getting us lost! Sorry Roberta, I may have assisted in a small way.

We left the city after two nights and camped again in the desert near to a famous gas crater. Turkmenistan is covered in 80% desert so you can imagine it’s pretty hot. The gas crater was an amazing sight in the moonlight. Absolutley massive it has been burning constantly since 1970. Next day saw an interesting border crossing to enter Uzbekistan. The officials ( I use that term loosely) took exception to one of our groups medication and she was threatened with jail as was Maggs who tried to step in and explain. After a lot of paper shuffling and sighing she was released back to us with a story to tell, which we may hear several times, and we were allowed on our way. I enjoyed Turkmenistan, a great if somewhat strange country with very friendly people. Bit sandy though in places!

Currently in Khiva after two nights bush camping. The 38+ temperatures have got to me and I spent a poorly night at the first bush camp but fine again after a day or so. It’s affecting most of us in some form or other. Khiva is one of the old silk road cities and as such is absolutely fascinating. Sometimes I have to pinch myself to believe I have this opportunity to see all these differnrt places and cultures. We are now getting so far removed from life in England it feels like we travelled a million miles. The money exchange here is cool, black market and you get tons ( literally) of notes for your dollar.

Baku

2010-06-02T00:10:00.000-07:00

Still in Baku awaiting a ferry across the Caspian. I'm concerned about my tent mate Maggs who seems to be developing a new addiction on a daily basis. The list at the moment consists of the internet, shopping for T-shirts ( I may have encouraged this one) and ice tea. We're trying to wean her off them all slowly but it's gonna take time!! Might leave the t-shirts tho if I can persuade her to buy them in my size!

Baku has dozens of top designer shops with top designer prices to match. I have bought a couple of t-shirts and kids if you are reading this apologies 'cos I have bought another camper van t-shirt. I didn't think the 20 I have at home would be enough! Laura, don't tell Lou, she'll tell me off. Even worse I have had a doner kebab, but needs must.

Azerbijan

2010-05-31T05:48:00.000-07:00

Currently in Baku awaiting a ferry across the Caspian Sea to Turkmenistan. It's a waiting game. Been shopping with Maggs and she has bought this netbook on which I'm writing. Don't tell her I've got it!!! Camped near the mud volcanos yesterday. Amazing turrets of active sulphar mud gurgling away. A few people fell in and came out blue! Went for a good run amongst the amazing views, most scenic run so far. Baku is very trendy and expensive, great promenade, very well dressed personnel everywhere. Apart from us scruffy overlanders.

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Independance day

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Great day this independence day lark. A full on military parade, which turned into a bit of a carry on film. The soldiers got fed up of marching and keep sprinting to catch the platoon in front whilst waving to their friends and family and having the odd smoke. Two tanks nearly collided due to a bit of over excitement! Great fun but I don't think the British Army would approve. As I write this the supergroup that is Boney M are on stage bashing out their greatest hits. So far I've heard 10 different versions of Brown girl in the ring!! We've got fireworks , the lot. Great city! Oh and Darrels back so we're a team again.

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Currently in Tiblisi, capital city of Georgia. Got a couple of days to explore what looks to be a very nice city. Georgian independence day tomorrow combined with two truck birthdays and a wanderers return, so party time!! Georgia has been an amazing country. We've wild camped in snow clad mountains, climbed to glaciers, stayed in some fantastic homestays and hosted a Georgian feast for the local village people. ( Not village people as in the song! ). The food is different, some good some not so good, salt is added in great quantity to everything which I'm not keen on. But the food on the truck is great, so I'm coping! The locals are very friendly and welcoming and like Turkey I have been pleasantly surprised. Missing the kids and my two bambinos but I'm sure they're in good hands. Also very sad to recieve the news about Mick Hall, best wishes and love to Carol.

Next stop the oil fields of Azarbyjan, or something like that!

Turkey

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Currently ın Trabzon a Black sea coastel resort. Quıte modern wıth a good feel to ıt. Turkey has been amazıng. The scenery rangıng from the dramatıc coastlıne, tıny vıllages on hıllsıdes, mountaın ranges wıth snow capped tops and the stunnıng lava landscape of Goreme. The people are so frıendly and would gıve you anythıng. I thınk I'm a bıt of a novelty when runnıng, they all want to shake my hand and ınvıte me to drınk tea. I've been hot aır balloonıng, whıch was great, quad bıkıng whıch was hılarıous wıth Mad Mags ın control, mountaın bıkıng and runnıng. Got to fıt ıt all ın! Two moe days ın Turkey then onwards to Georgıa. Happy days!

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Istanbul

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What a great place Istanbul ıs. As much as I do not lıke cıtıes thıs ıs greatç Lots to see and very ınterestıng. Expensıve though lıke most cıtıes. Vısıted the Ayıa Sophıa and the blue mosque. Both fascınatıng. Sorry for short sentences and bad punctuatıon Im on a turkısh keyboard and cannot fıgure ıt out! Stayıng ın a cool hostel rıght ın the centre ın a dorm wıth most of my travel mates. Only a few snore!! More sıghtseeıng tomorrow. Weather ıs stıll great. Ned the gnome has gone out. Hope hes not back too late.

Bulgaria

2010-05-01T07:45:00.000-07:00

After 3 nights in Bucharest arrived at a fantastic campsite in Bulgaria., Veliko Tarnova. Beuatiful views and great weather. Not impressed with Bucharest, glad to get out of the city and into the countryside. Bulgaria has stunning scenery, similar to the Yorkshire dales, but on a larger scale. Going for a run soon when once again the locals will be amazed at my athletic powers. Got to go running because the food is great and beer very tempting.

Romania

2010-04-29T00:41:00.000-07:00

Currently at a campsite on the outskirts of Bucharest. Popping into the city later to have a look at the Presidents Palace to see where all the money went. Roamnia is a strange country. Stunning scenery which suprised me but litter everywhere. We wildcamped in a beautiful gorge but there were piles of litter all over. A couple of Romania guides took us extrenme walking in the gorge,which consisted of us climbing a sheer rockface with the aid of a rope. Extreme even by my standards, but we made it safely to the top. Very good fun. First night in a hotel last night and the first sign of rain. Went for a quick run but don't think it's the done thing around here. People were staring, obviously impressed by my athletic skills!! Campings great, food is amazing, especially when I'm on cook group. I'll put some photos on soon when I figure out how to!

Hungary

2010-04-25T05:11:00.000-07:00

A great campsite in Hungary set in a wooded glade. I've just been for a walk up a whacking big hill with great scenary all the way. Great weather as well which helps. There's lots of Hungarian families taking a Sunday stroll . It's like going back 30 years to when England was like that with families enjoying each others comapany. First wild camp tomorrow in Romania. Looking forward to that. It's hard work this travelling lark!!

Europe!!

2010-04-23T07:18:00.000-07:00

Currently in Prague, very busy city. Lots of young English tourists are arriving for a weekend out. Castle was
stunning with great views at the top. Spent Sunday night in Belgium, tried the local beer, Monday and Tuesday in Cologne, tried the local beer and Wednesday night in Bamburg, tried the local beer!! Should be nice and round by the time I return. Bamburg is my favorite so far, totally deserving of it;s World Heritage status. Slovakia and Hungary tomorrow, might try some local beer for a change.

Route map (thanks Ben)

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Nearest and dearest xx

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I'll be thinking of you x (esp Bonkers !!)

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Hi,

In 21 days I will be embarking on the journey of a lifetime. This is my way to keep my loved ones updated so they know I'm still in one piece and where to send the ransom money to :) London to Australia are you ready!!