So I Sprained My Ankle…

I was only in Bali for less than 24 hours.  After a short flight from Kuala Lumpur on Sunday morning, Alex and I arrived mid-afternoon to our guest house in Ubud, an incredibly cute town in the south, surrounded by rice paddies and palm trees. Our driver, Wayan was excellent, chatting all the way and giving his top tips for …

Trekking with the H’mong in Sapa, Vietnam

  “Chukka!”. We clinked our glasses of rice wine and swallowed the potent liquid, for the fourth time in the last 10 minutes. Or was it the fifth? I was losing count already. It was nearing 10pm and our guide Mao’s children were sleeping silently in their part of the almost open-plan house. They could surely hear every word of …