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This was the instructions for our friendly rickshaw driver, Chimanda, as myself along with two friends, Vladimir and Pamela descended on a 300 km road trip in his three wheeled motorised rickshaw.

So after Varanasi we made a plan to go to Darjeeling - the top don tea place (of which I did not know about) so we needed a train from Varanasi to Siliguri so that we could take the jeep to Darjeeling.

Horror of horrors, I’m slipping through the bars on the wide red cushioned seat and as I look across at Bernard he is going the same way. Trouble is, we’re on the back of an elephant and beginning to ascend a long climb...

A drunken Mozambican man in a stained vest and cheap sunglasses, rolling a matchstick in his mouth, had invited himself to play a game of Sh1thead. He had lost the card game we played, and his pickled, uncoordinated...

As I sit in the dark, I watch in awe as seven priests ring bells as they each hold large candle holders containing over 100 lit candles.

I could have planned the trip better, I admit that. Vivian and I were trying to get from Arenal, Costa Rica, to the small beach town of Samara, on the Pacific Coast. I hadn't arranged transportation beforehand...

Getting into Guatemala shouldn't have been that complicated. David and I had taken a bus from San Pedro, Belize, to the border, but we hadn't known about the exit fee. So, there we were, lining up with the rest of the...

Two weeks before my sister’s wedding in Norfolk, England, I was stranded in Kaza, on the edge of the Himalayas in Northern India. This was due to an unexpected snow fall blocking the road to the North...

“Don’t go in.” “Oh my God, this is so gross.” “Oh, Jeez!”

It was one of those times when silence would have been the best policy. Unfortunately, for my sister and me, a few sharp words said aloud had brought about its own kind of justice.