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Welcome to China

View of the arrivals hall at Kunming Airport.

Despite the wonderful view of the Himalayas unfurling below us, I am not particularly optimistic about the next stages of our journey. I hate flying at the best of times, and today, so far, has not been the best of days. My spawn, mystifyingly, is genuinely looking forward to sleeping at Kunming Airport. So much […]



Crashed van on Durbar Marg, Kathmandu.

This post is, umm, “not suitable for work”. Here’s a nice one, about Istanbul’s Animal and Flower Market, while this one from our Lebanon roadtrip features an absolutely classic lady driver moment and this has some lovely pictures of poor old Kathmandu. There isn’t a bar at the Gurkhas’ hotel. Well, there is a bar, […]


In Glorious, Technicolor Drunkovision

Blurry sideways shot of moi in my kneeboots.

The ringing of my phone jerks me into wakefulness in a room that is streaming with light. A cursory scan of what passes for my consciousness reveals that I am still EXTREMELY drunk, ergo do not yet have a headache, but have done something absolutely bloody terrible that will emerge from the fog in unsightly […]


Important Projects in Kathmandu

Kathmandu Shopping

Among my social circle, I am famous for my financial providence, frugality and forward planning, so it will surprise absolutely no one that, when we arrive in Kathmandu, the $700 worth of unspent helicopter fare so kindly spotted me by the White Knight is almost literally burning a hole in my wallet. Well, it would […]


Mountain Madness

PInk flying pig with Love Me written underneath it.

Readers of a sensitive disposition might want to skip this post. How about reading the first post I ever wrote instead, or this lovely one about a tribal wedding in the jungles of Halmahera, Indonesia? As I wander Lukla’s limited range of shops, purchasing menopausal fantasy items such as the balloons that Tenzing has been […]


Stuck in Lukla

The runway at Lukla airport, dropping off the edge of the valley.

As we amble from Phakding to Lukla – a walk that took us three hours coming down but half that going up, a measure of our increased fitness – we pass and, more often, are passed by folk we’ve met in the mountains. They, like us, are headed to Lukla to reconfirm their places on […]


On Namche and Ageing

Ageing and Namche

On Namche and Ageing Everest Base Camp the Lazy Way Day 17: Tengboche to Namche We moved our flights out of Lukla forward to accommodate extra rest and acclimatisation days. Now, for some bizarre reason about which Nir is vague, we are unable to move them back one day, so are stuck with the leisurely […]


2012: A Year in Random Numbers

Camel and sand in front of the bent pyramid at Dahshur.

Wonders of the World: 5 Mount Everest Petra The Pyramids The Dead Sea The Blue Mosque Our favourite pyramid? The Bent Pyramid at Dahshur, not the famous ones at Giza), because we had the site to ourselves and could climb inside like Indiana Jones. I’d still take the Aya Sofya over the Blue Mosque any […]


In Which I Do Battle with a Travel Blogging Calendar

Travel Blogging Calendar

A couple of months ago, I unwisely signed up to The Travel Blogging Calendar. Yes, a travel blogging calendar. This is, as the name would suggest, a laudable initative whereby travel bloggers, male and female, pose for a calendar, which is then sold to raise money for charities (pre-order here!). I’m not, honestly, quite sure […]


And This Is No Way To Recuperate…

Elgin Marbles

It’s a cliché to say “My heart bleeds…” but there’s a sharp heart pain as we wheel Zac up to the ward, still teary eyed. The porter physically lifts him from his gurney and deposits him into his bed. I’ve never had surgery, let alone had surgery while travelling, so I have no idea what […]