Tag Archives: 20 somethings

The Walking Train

You want us to walk down the train tracks?  For ten miles? To the next village? With our backpacks on?  I nodded eagerly. He shrugged his shoulders in defeated agreement. Was this really the same person who thought there was … Continue reading

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Lacy Black Pants

Lacy Black Pants Being on the road for days at a time does hold its fair share of problems. Staying one night here, one night there, one on a bus, one in a shed, meant I was running pretty low … Continue reading

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Race Against Darkness

Race Against Darkness Five mopeds tore through the dusty dirt tracks of Puerto in a race against darkness. Nine riders, faces caked with a thick orange dust. Leisurely I licked a layer of grime from my teeth. The sun was … Continue reading

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Post Weed Paranoia

The jungle was alive with noises as we paced along the overgrown path, filled with anticipation. There they were! The first set of slightly slippery, almost vertical wooden ladders. We eagerly rushed up, excited and ready for the next challenge. … Continue reading

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The Adoption

The Adoption Usually I’m all about a bit of banter with the locals. But not when I’ve been sat in my own sweat for the previous 12 hours. Not when I have spent the day being crushed up next to … Continue reading

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Seafood Lunch

Seafood Lunch I had chosen a less than favourable spot on the bus to Halong Bay. Directly behind a snobby looking American man who had interestingly favoured a long-sleeved shirt and trousers in the 100 degree heat. A loud and arrogant … Continue reading

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The Kindness of Strangers

The sky was a miserable grey. Raindrops pounded the pavement, splashing furiously at my badly made shoes. A large red bus screeched to a halt beside a puddle. The three of us hopped through the doors quickly in an attempt to avoid a bucketful of rain to the … Continue reading

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