Skiing China 2: In Which I Attempt a Slalom
“The black run is short,” Li explains. “After, blue.” “What about that one?” I say. “Dangerous! Lots of rocks!” Well, I think stoically, that’s one...
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In Which Things Fail to Go to Plan in Beijing
After a week spent sorting out Chinese visas in Kathmandu, plus getting stuck in Lukla on the back of Everest Base Camp, my projects for...
Mountain Goggles
Everest Base Camp the Lazy Way Day 15-16 – Gorak Shep to Pheriche When I awake, it feels that winter has really hit. Fat, soft...
Looking For Prehistoric Rock Art On The Nile
Given we had a felucca for three nights and — well, I could have sworn four days, but them’s the breaks, mustn’t grumble and the...
The Road to the Lake of Farts
Frankly, on arrival in Bali I feel like kissing the ground, Pope-style. Or, as Z puts it, “Civilisation! We’re back in civilization.” We have a...