This post is part of a series called The BRIC Diaries When you split time between Sydney and London, you inevitably miss some of life’s milestone moments, as they unfold on the other side of the world. Weddings, funerals, boat launches. I was gutted not to be able to attend the launch of the Garry…
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This post is part of a series called 30 for 30 The population of Australia lives in Cairo, and I’m pretty sure that every single person owns a car, or so it feels like it. The traffic ploughs along in a constant, chaotic swarm and it takes all of one’s willpower to overrule the sensible…
View MoreThe Dead Sea is truly remarkable. Everything you have heard about being able to read the newspaper whilst effortlessly floating on the surface is true, and it is practically impossible to sink! But fair dinkum, dunk your head underwater and you’ll know all about it. Then again, when was I ever one to listen to…
View MoreThere was something odd about the weather but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. The air was still hot and the wind had changed direction, and I no longer had my forecasted tailwind to push me the rest of the way to Damascus. There was some magnificent fork lightening in the distance and…
View MoreThey really do wear tea towels on their heads in Syria. For a country that gets a decent amount of bad press, I can understand how the less-informed at first might be a bit apprehensive about the place, and even my mum at first thought I was nuts for wanting to travel overland through the…
View MoreThe bloke sitting opposite was one of the dodgiest, slimiest looking operators that I’d ever laid eyes on. I’d already been to the foreign exchange and done everything in my power to avoid the situation – so I’d thought – but their operation was much too clever for that. Fortunately (in a twisted way) luck…
View MoreIt’s amazing how easy it is to get yourself into the shit, but what I like the most about this story is the poetically just way that it ended. The moment that I first looked into Talat’s eyes, I knew there was possibly a few kangaroos loose in the top paddock, but how much trouble…
View MoreI dragged Hannah up to the seventh floor on the pretence of checking out the view, which was reportedly pretty spectacular. There was possibly a brief moment of panic as we exited the lift, as she realised there was no actual viewing platform, but I grabbed her hand and led her through the door into…
View MoreI must say that Istanbul had a lot to live up to, given that a few of my friends had recently visited and all gave it the thumbs up. I always hate it when you have expectations of a place, as often they rarely live up to them. But regardless of what I thought of…
View MoreThe wind was howling at around 45km/h and I was wondering if the car ferry wasn’t going to sink. The shores of Anzac Cove lay barely over the hills of the Gelibu peninsula – Gallipoli – I could see them in the distance. Bessie was sandwiched between two cars and I hoped that the rocking…
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