When Dave and I lived in Mexico for three months last year, one of the last things we did there was go to a cooking class with our friend Kristin in Oaxaca City. We were invited into a local’s home and we made tortillas from scratch and traditional chicken mole. Dave and I both walked […]
It will be a cultural experience, our mate Shane said – and he was right. The public bus from Bali’s capital Denpasar to the Port of Banyuwangi had as much culture as a cheese factory and the smell to match from the passengers being motion sick into plastic bags. Thankfully that was all smothered by […]
Dave had hurt his arm. We weren’t sure whether it was from a spider bite or something less sinister, but his arm had blown up like a balloon and the bite had begun to look black and sore. Dave was worried his arm would fall off. We went to the clinic on Lombok and the […]
My mum has this saying, which is “It’s only money.” It’s her way of telling my dad that she is going to go on a shopping spree and there isn’t anything he can do about it… I’m only half joking. More seriously, my mum has a great attitude to money – she’s willing to put […]
“Do you mind if I sit here?” I look up from my notebook and there she is – the Ubud hippy in excelcis. Yoga pants. Tight singlet. Hair in a bun. A copy of Eat, Pray, Love in her henna jewelled hands, the bookmark no more than two chapters in. “Of course you can,” I say, […]
