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In 2013 I moved out of my house, bought a tent and set out to see the world. I hitchhiked across 25 countries, camped out in the Sahara Desert, visited the Louvre Museum, and ate out of dumpsters on the streets of LA…
In 2013 I moved out of my house, bought a tent and set out to see the world. I hitchhiked across 25 countries, camped out in the Sahara Desert, visited the Louvre Museum, and ate out of dumpsters on the streets of LA…
Over the last few years I’ve become a total podcast junky. They are perfect entertainment for a traveller. They range from absurd, to controversial, and intensely intellectual. Here’s my latest list of favorite ear bud bounty…
“There are the same traps in Delhi as there are in every city in the world. In the west you’re used to having many things veiled. The difference here is that you can see clearly…”
Aside from being a really convenient way to find free and friendly places to sleep, the Couch Surfing app is also a great way to meet people for a chat, an excursion, a meal, a beverage…
Marlene stares at me, wide eyed.
“You hitchhiked from Scotland?”
“Most of the way, yeah. All across Europe.”
“Aren’t you exhausted?”
“I could use a beer…”
There’s a lot more to Goa than beach resorts and cheap restaurants. I keep meeting people here who are creative and thinking outside the box. Hippies, filmmakers, slam poets, musicians, artists, expat’s – Goa definitely has diversity. And really cool street dogs…
Indian fruit is so much better than Australian fruit. Grow better fruit Australia!
I moved quickly, but only just quickly enough. I squatted in the humid toilet stall panting and thanking my good fortune to be in the railway station where public amenities are close by. I’d been lucky, but my confidence was shaken. India had been lulling me into a false sense of security. The game was on…
“Here’s the thing. Hitchhiking is… a complete shit show. Nothing ever goes to plan. Actually, scratch that, there is no plan. You set out, you keep moving and if you’re lucky you get somewhere, but hardly ever where you intended to be…”
“You want to see the Parthenon? I know the right way to do it; at the best cafe in the city!”
Maria is a very emphatic person. Greek-Australian. That’s emphasis x2…
To be or to photograph? That is the question. Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and tomatoes of outraged pedestrians, or to drop your arms and not make trouble.
“Listen man, you got me at the wrong time. Normally I would try and have a conversation with you about this but I just hit my head really hard on the bathroom door frame, and I have no patience for your stupidity right now…”