A Tight Corner
Eating cold fried eggs and soggy white bread in the convent, under the scrutiny of a spreadeagled plastic Christ and an increasingly baleful Pope, Z...
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The Sunday Six: Hanoi With Kids
1: Play at Ho Tay Waterpark We defy any child visiting Hanoi — and plenty of adults, for that matter — not to enjoy the...
We Stay With The Sisters
“Let me explain the rules,” says the young, smiley nun, jiggling the world’s most-indulged baby who’s balanced on her shoulder. “We close the gates at...
Sharks in the Land of the Dragons
After a challenging couple of weeks, to be lolling ‘twixt sun and shade on the roof of a dive boat, flying fish flitting across the...
Across Sumbawa on a Bike
After our bad break with the surfing, Z and I hunker down in our sterile boudoir to discuss what to do about Sumbawa, given we...
We Learn to Surf…
We have come to Kuta, in the south of Lombok, to learn to surf. And the beach, Selong Belanak, 20km or so west of Kuta,...
First Leg. Second Thoughts?
Struggling to get off the ferry, I begin to wonder whether my wizard wheeze, to ride a motorbike through Indonesia to Papua with my ten-year-old...
Sunday in Seminyak
We are almost at the end of our time in Bali — and, boy, will we miss it. So what better way to spend our...
In Which I Lose A Child and Gain a Motorcycle
If there is one thing more disconcerting than being woken up while sleeping al fresco under a mosquito net by a chap who wants to...
Homework, AKA Shouty Time
“Do you have homework tonight?” “Yes. It’s quite hard.” “Oh.” We are in our local pizzeria, for a change. The homework thing, after a year...