It is such a good feeling when the natives try to majorly rip you off within the first few hours of being in a new country. Our bus pulled up on the side of a busy road rather than a bus station and instantly taxis were being offered to us from every direction. Asking the taxi driver to show us where we were on the map, he pointed off the page. The place we wanted to go, with the majority of backpacker accommodation, was central on the page. He claimed it would c...

This photo pretty much sums up my expression when we rocked up to Sihanoukville: meant to be a brilliant party place on the coast where the sun shines constantly, with amazing tropical islands only a boat ride away. Of course us English arrived and it was the first day of rain they'd had in three months or so. And it just continued. So we spent our days holding out for some sun, being let down, missing Jamie and Lily who we had parted ways with in Phnom Penh and ...

After Siem Reap I knew it would be difficult to warm to the next destination on the agenda, so my views of Phnom Penh are probably a little biased. The city is too spread out for my liking, which is a weird thing to say considering my life at home is based in London on the majority. The city itself is nice enough, I just found it lacked the charm of Siem Reap. The main attraction (which seems to be a highly inappropriate use of the word) of Phnom Penh is the opp...

We set off from the beach on Don Det at 8am on Monday morning and crossed the border, making it to Siem Reap in Cambodia at 11.30pm Monday night via a combination of boat, tuk tuk, two VIP aircon buses and a local shack of a bus. The first bus was a tad worrying as it didn't have enough seats for everyone and so people were crammed onto laps and sitting/standing in the aisle. We had no idea whether this was to be the conditions of our 14 hour journey or not, but ...

We have finally made it to a beach. It's odd, I hadn't really thought about how strange it would be to go on holiday (if we're calling this a 10 month trip a holiday) and not arrive at a beach until a month into the trip. And it's the tiniest beach ever so I'm clutching at straws here anyway. Our time in Don Det, one of the 4000 islands that dot the Mekong in Southern Laos, has been very chilled out. Which was what the doctor ordered after the craziness of Vang ...