…There is a vertiginous weight about the structures. Passing through the gates into the temple enclosure, struggling up the endless steep stairways, I am acutely aware of the intention of Angkor’s architects: impress the bollocks off people – make them feel very small… Me and J-man get on the slow train out of Bangkok. Actually,…
…’I have never hitchhiked’, Vladimir says. ‘Only once. It was during my time in the military. I joined the Serbian patriots when I was just turned fifteen. Tito was my commandant at that time’… ‘Poochera. I sleep here once with my wife’ Vladimir muses. ‘I think was here…’ Poochera is an almost non-existent settlement on…
…Nick rolls his eyes with delight. Madam, he purrs, you are making me quite excited with your aggressive behaviour. But let me tell you what your problem is. You are a woman who thinks like a man. You are… He never finishes his sentence. Tara is out of her seat and clamps her hand around…
Western Australia, here I come! The famous / infamous “Big Gallah” at Kimba, on the eastern edge of the Great Australian Bight. Australian art at it’s most sublime. View Larger Map >> More WTF travel photos.
…”What’d you say? You got a problem?” I ask, like a badly written character in a Roger Corman film. We stand there for a few seconds eyeballing each other… I know I’m not really going to get into a fight with an amphetamine pumped Moroccan waiter. I can picture them plopping my entrails into…
…the town has become a bit of a pilgrimage for pot heads in the last ten years, because the hill country is full of huge marijuana crops… I ride into Chefchaouen with a sporty gent in his elegant ’70s Merc’ coupe. The steady climb up the mountain roads makes me alternately sleepy and dizzy, but…
..I head out to the edge of town, and walk up a scrub covered hillside. I see a small stand of trees and think I’ve found my home for the night. unfortunately, a band of stray dogs has beaten me to it. They seem less than thrilled to see me, so I change…
Nelson, Australia. A beautiful bay on the mouth of the Glenelg River. In the week since we were last on the southern coast, the weather turned really cold and wet, so after a night sleeping in all our clothes in a gazebo on the river front, we headed north again to chase the warm!…