How to haggle in the Marrakech souks
byBeing taken for a magic carpet ride The carpets in Morocco must indeed be magic. Certainly at the price the stall holder was asking. I…
Destinations
The Perils of Public Transport – man overboard
byThe case of the BOAT – Thailand You may have read about our adventures in a bird watching boat in Cambodia, but it was on a…
Riads that put Scheherazade to shame
byYou can’t visit Marrakech without staying in a riad. It’s a simple truth. Don’t argue with me, don’t get distracted by the glitz coming from…
The Perils of Public Transport – breakdowns & indecent proposals
byThe case of the BUS Short sweaty bloke with dodgy sideburns: So how much do you reckon for the chica inglesa? Grizzled old timer…
1001 nights: how to choose the perfect Marrakech riad
byIn Marrakech it’s never “just a bed for the night”. Your whole experience, in our opinion, hinges on your accommodation. Lost of you have…
A sensory journey through Marrakech
byLove it or hate it (we’re firmly in the first camp!), Marrakech is one of those places that never fails to evoke a reaction…
Driving up Sani Pass into a gun fight
byGunshots ricocheted across the valley, a fading echo racing up towards the icy Sani Pass ahead. The following silence was eerie, punctuated only by…
Beer for breakfast?
byA journey on the overnight train from Chiang Mai to Bangkok “Singha Beer? Singha Beer!” Irritatingly cheerful chanting drifted along the train corridor, gradually increasing…
The question of ‘The Return’
byNew places v loved places I floated lazily in a natural rock pool, watching the little fish dart around as flower petals tickled my…
Searching for old men of the forest in Borneo
byEach time we return from a big trip we agree we should be sensible and pay off what we’ve just spent, as well as saving money…
Mud vs Scorpians – the lesser of two evils
byA jungle night trek in the forests of Borneo I hate mud. I hate bugs. And I might just be a little bit scared…
Why do we always end up bird watching?
byOk, so we know what sparrows look like, or ‘Captain Jacks’ as hubbie calls them, and blackbirds are also pretty obvious, unless they’re female….