Lukla is probably the world's most dangerous airport. The runway is 527 metres long which is essentially two tenths of fuck all in actual real life runway terms and it slopes at a 12% gradient because if it didn't, shit would crash. There's no margin for error, you can't just decide halfway through landing that [...]
Aside from purchasing enough prayer flags to sanctify the air in a mafia strip club and trying to stop "Om Mani Padme Hum" from crawling round your braincells like an earworm on crack, there's not huge amounts to do in Kathmandu itself unless you're particularly fond of temples and stupas and knock off outdoor gear [...]
So back in 2009, me and my sister did our very first bungee jumps together in Queenstown, New Zealand. Since then I've needlessly thrown myself off various structures in the name of adrenaline but Nat hasn't and as soon as we'd confirmed that we'd be meeting up in Nepal to walk up a massive fucking [...]
So these living root bridges we'd come to see are actually located in a valley which is easily accessible from Cherrapunji. You can do it in a day and domestic tourists from Shillong do indeed do this, but we'd heard you should really spend a night or two down there to get the most out [...]
I'd first heard about the Living Root Bridges of Cherrapunji on Atlas Obscura's website and tucked that little nugget of awesome away in the back of my mind for when I finally made it to India. It's one of those places that folks either haven't heard of, or know of it and desperately want to [...]
Most people know about Boscastle on account of that time it flooded and I don't mean the locals got their toes a bit wet whilst watching Corrie and eating their fish and chips one night. It fucking flooded. We're talking homes and businesses destroyed, cars washed out to sea as torrents of sewage infested water [...]
Back in April I left New Zealand with a heavy heart. I uprooted myself from a life I didn't want to leave because my visa had expired and headed back towards Europe via South America. I didn't really know what to expect to be honest, it was a choice between South America or South East [...]
Finally, a tour that didn't leave traumatically early. I wasn't brutally forced from my bed at some god awful hour usually reserved for staying up until, not getting up at. The sun had risen, my basic motor functions had kicked in, the drooling had ceased and I was capable of forming vaguely coherent sentences by [...]
We were down there for over an hour before we emerged, a bunch of sweating, gasping messes, congratulating each other for handling the claustrophobia fabulously in the parts where dragging ourselves along on knees and elbows was necessary, wiping the moisture from our brows with the bandannas we'd purchased to wear over our mouths to [...]
Welcome to the jungle, we got fun 'n' games. Dah dah dah dah something something dah dah dah dah jungle, welcome to the jungle… But first you gotta get there. In order to get to Rurrenabaque, the gateway to Bolivia's share of the Amazon Jungle you will need the following items: Regular jungle companion. Transport. [...]
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