My hands were shaking uncontrollably, but it wasn’t from the fear. I knew that below me was an almost 1km drop down to the bottom of the fjord. But the swirling mists hid the valley floor from view. Turns out it’s…
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In a gutted royal villa of mildewed walls, a wild gust welcomes cold spray into the shelter through long-glassless windows. Our guide, Dara, is ill-prepared for the weather in rain-soaked shirt and shorts. He shivers, hunched over, his hands…
He was dressed in impeccably pleated suit pants and wore creased but polished black shoes. His face was as worn as his shoes, lines branching off at the corners of his eyes. His ears stuck out behind pokey greying…
At eight in the morning, a scruffy-haired kid resembling a street urchin in black Adidas tracksuit pants and a ripped maroon top escorted us to Nyaungshwe’s main canal, Nan Chaung. We were about to embark on our first Inle…
There were locals everywhere. Some sat, others stood. Some chatted carelessly, others were deep in solemn devoted prayer, entranced by the fumes of burning copal and by the heavy hypnotic tones of a group of men strumming harps and…
From Merida, the bus passed through variable scenery from the murky coastal greys of the Gulf of Mexico, to the vibrant shopfronts of beach towns, and finally to the richly verdant, rolling landscape surrounding Palenque. The enchanting ruins of…
Medellín’s story is linked inextricably with Colombia’s past few decades and has played a huge role towards the country’s reputation and international stigma. Medellín is Colombia’s second largest city, snaking its way through the Aburra Valley in the northern Andes. Its…
Huaraz is a bustling city sandwiched between two thick cordillera slices, making it the perfect starting-point to climb one of the many 6,000-plus metre peaks in the vicinity. Unfortunately, or perhaps luckily for me, I was barely trained for…
The only sound is the shuffling of feet on gravel and the occasional dry-retching of a fellow hiker ahead of or behind me. It had already been an hour of climbing, but it felt interminable. The sun was only…
The jungle trek to Machu Picchu, for those of you not already in the know, is a kind of alternative trail for those backpackers too disorganised or free-flying to pin themselves down for a date for the real Inca trail,…
As I watched as our bus ascend out of town up to 4,700 metres, I started to have misgivings. I’d already heard stories of people breaking limbs on this bicycle ride, and even saw the ugly injury of one…
The starting point for the Amazon basin in Bolivia is in a rather nondescript, almost Asian-like town of mosquitoes and motorbikes called Rurrenabaque. I know what you’re thinking when I say Amazon. You’re picturing trekking through dense jungle foliage…
Boulders, canyons, snow-capped mountains, flamingos, geysers, vicuñas, multicoloured lagoons, llamas, and the world’s largest salt flats. In a matter of four days in Bolivia, you can see it all: the Wild West, frost-bitten plains, a moonscape, and a crystal…
A traveller to Potosi could not understand the Potosiño mentality without braving a mine tour. This city was literally built upon the mining industry and the exploited and bare Cerro Rico (Rich Hill) towering above the city is a constant reminder…
It is customary for any local to wonder what it is that summons travellers to their home shores. As an Australian, I’ve often wondered what Australia’s pull was. It doesn’t have the Hollywood glamour of the United States, the…
