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The tragic demise of my intelligence

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The tragic demise of my intelligence

The world is full of bearded, wise men. God they’ve seen some stuff. I mean really. Stuff. You wouldn’t understand.

Sometimes I have a beard. It’s at these times I’m at my wisest. Normally after a trek, after three days of travelling or after those times when I’ve been really lazy… sorry, I mean contemplating the world.

The point I’m making is this – with knowledge comes hair.

Unfortunately, Gemma tells me with hair comes responsibility; the responsibility to lather up your face, the responsibility to shave, and the responsibility to moisturise to name but a few. I’ve come up with so many excuses not to shave – all my razors are blunt, the hostel doesn’t have hot water, my face is cold – and nothing seems to deter her from wanting me to shave my intelligence off. Read the rest of this entry

Becoming local.

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Becoming local.

“You don’t really get to know a place unless you stay there a while…”

A sentence we’ve heard so many times from so many travellers. And it’s probably true, but its not the way we’ve been travelling. In India we got a sleeper train into a city, had a look around and then left on another sleeper train the following night. In Thailand we were booking buses onwards as soon as we stepped off the last one and in Vietnam… Well we were only in the whole country for a few days.

We’ve got a taster of each place we’ve visited though. And besides, if we stayed anywhere longer, we’d miss the other places… That’s just maths!  Read the rest of this entry