Back at their apartment, I placed myself in front of the stove promising my poor hosts the best lasagne they’ve ever had. Within minutes I had burnt the butter and set off a fire alarm that automatically alerts the fire department, so they had to call and tell them it was just an idiot homeless cycle-tourist who had forgotten how kitchens work.
How travel changed my life This is the story of my first ever cycle tour in 2002. I was 19 years old and broke, but desperately wanted to see the world. A friend and I bought two second-hand mountain bikes for €40 each and planned to cycle from Paris to Rome. Neither of us had […]
Continued from: Cycling India: Tamil Nadu Day 8: How high can Munnar be?! After the madness of yesterdays intense climbing, I passed out early and slept until 8 am – about 10 hours straight! Then I had a proper big sit down breakfast for once involving some kind of Indian curry and rice rolled into a […]
While the beaches and coastline are undeniably incredible, Sri Lanka also has a huge amount to offer inland – from the famous Sigiriya Rock to a multitude of national parks. Being from Africa and growing up around similar animals I wasn’t particularly interested in the wildlife parks, but my friend Anna and I did spend […]
Time spent wasted is never wasted time…