A particular destination becomes so popular due to its cultural significance or aesthetic beauty that it almost loses its charm due to the influx of foreign and domestic tourists. But there is an alternative. If you want to immerse yourself in the culture of a place, understand what makes the people tick and be the first to uncover some little hidden gem then you need to be prepared to wing it a little, get off the well worn path, go somewhere that you didn’t see in lonely planet or on instagram and be more than an average tourist.
The Dawson City Music festival has been running for over 40 years and usually happens towards the end of July. We parked ‘The General’ at the Goldrush campground which is within crawling distance of most venues.
Impressions of the city of Bangkok.
A story about buying a van for travelling and a case of mistaken identity.
25 photos of various national parks from my road trip through Canada and the U.S.
A short story with photographs and video about hiking the Thorsbourne Trail on Hinchinbrook Island, in Queensland, Australia.
A Video on how we built a camper van out of $500 ex-rental van.
What its really like at a 10 day silent meditation retreat in Thailand. What good is anyone who just sits around on his arse all day anyway? You could be building a school in Africa or something right? With his legs crossed and his eyes closed and doing, well not much at all really. Rest assured, its not as easy as all that and the truth of the matter is that anyone can get busy doing something…
Something is awry driving along the wide streets of Yangon, lined with immaculate gardens and large electronic billboards hanging from the decrepit facades of beautiful colonial era buildings. Every country has its peculiar road rules and idiosyncrasies but on my first visit to Burma’s old capital of Rangoon I feel like declaring in a posh English accent- ‘Well this is all rather civilised isn’t it?’ Right Hand drive vehicles on the wrong side of the road It did…
I love hiking because when you’re in nature you really have time to think. As we marched stubbornly upwards through the steep Kali Gandaki Valley of Nepal I remember thinking , just because we don’t know where we are and neither does anyone else, that doesn’t necessarily mean that we’re lost. Earlier that day we missed our exit on the main road between Tatopani and Kagbeni and had to make a decision on whether to back track and lose a…