Tag Archives: solo female
Days of Kampot
I’m walking down the street in Kampot when I see my friend sitting out the front of Milano Pizza. I cross over and take the empty seat ...
Life’s a beach… by a river in Cambodia
I am lying on a swinging daybed beside a river, gently sautéing in my own sweat. The hot wind has pushed clouds over the mountains and ...
Bike ready, brain full
5.45 am, Phnom Penh, Cambodia. A comfortable studio apartment in a comfortable part of town. I try to make myself coffee using the UHT ...
Buy your own roses
Today is the exact anniversary of 5 years on the road – 15 February 2017 was the day I rode out of Sydney, never yet to return. I had i...
Risk Calculation
Today let’s talk about risk, and sweat, and tears. Now, it’s been a while since I was travelling fully loaded on the KTM: my whole life...
Before Times
Back before covid sank its teeth into the world, vagrants like me used to do border runs. You'd get your thirty day entry to Thailand o...
Complimentary House Dragon
Here in south-east Asia we have these magnificent tokay geckos. They like to live in your house and eat all the insects, and I think th...
Traveling monks and breakfast beers: Thailand
When I first checked into the roadside guesthouse, there was an old lady running the show and she seemed positively surly. Why didn't s...
Debrief
After the shock of the accident, I ride sedately into Loei and pulled into my usual parking spot behind my usual ultra-cheap hotel. As ...
‘But she’s alone and has no friends’
The gods were smiling on me as I waved goodbye to my friends in Nong Kai, a foil wrapped serving of barbecue ribs in my backpack for la...
Slaying the Demon
Road tripping… day four? Five? Oh well, irrelevant. I am back to my peripatetic exiseance, in which I don't know where I'm going or why...
Road Tripping – In Real Time
It's 4.40am and the sun won't be up for another hour or so. Although warm beds beckon, this is my writing time. It's in these pre-dawn ...