We'd heard tell of a place in the hills called Dieng where it was a little bit cooler and the mere act of breathing wouldn't send your sweat glands into shock causing them to expel every drop of moisture from your system in a blind panic. Sounded wonderful. Sign me up. Getting there is a [...]
Right. We made it then. And if anyone ever finds themselves flying with Garuda Indonesia you probably will not be sad about it, especially if you like food and booze being handed to you by attractive people which is actually one of my favourite hobbies. Anyway, you know that thing where you know it's going [...]
We were way more prepared this morning than the last time we moved campsites, having packed up most of our shit the previous night like ultra efficient packing machines. It wasn't pissing rain either which helped massively with the whole not killing each other thing. Once we were packed we had a little stroll around [...]
I rank taking a tent down in the rain as one of the most miserable things you can do that don't involve running out of tea. I woke up a few times in the night and heard the rain belting down on the tent which meant my brain demanded I had to lie awake for [...]
It is very important to consume appropriate quantities of bacon when getting up at god awful hours because everyone knows that bacon contains all the nutrients necessary to stop your body clock from going into shock upon the discovery that there are, in fact, two 4 o' clocks in a day. We wanted the early [...]
You've got to get used to India. You can read about it all you want and glean information from friends who've been there, you can research it until you feel you know it like an old friend, you can compile your lists of places to go and things to see, make notes of potential scams [...]
So here's the thing about Leh; it's remote as fuck. Seriously. There was no Internet for three days when we rocked up and the town often loses connectivity. Apparently they have one line that comes in from Srinagar and if the weather is bad and the line goes down, boom, no Internet, and the only [...]
Khardung La. At 5602 metres above sea level the locals would have you believe it's the highest motorable road in the known universe and will sell you appropriately branded t-shirts that'll shrink if they so much as come within two metres of a washing machine and dye everything you own a kind of blueish colour. [...]
Roads in this region and all the way down to Manali are maintained by the Border Roads Organisation, or BRO for short. BRO loves you and doesn't want to see you career off a dodgy road to your untimely and no doubt messy death. Most of the roads are pretty shit around here, probably because [...]
One last thing you absolutely have to do whilst you're in Spiti Valley is check out Kee, or Ki, or Key, or Kye, take your pick and delete as appropriate, Gompa which has got to be the single most photogenic gompa I have ever put in my eyeholes. There are buses from Kaza but then [...]
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