Kanchanaburi - a place I could never forget with a name I can never remember. Now dont get me wrong, India was absolutely amazing, from having chai tea with the bus drver after a 16hour journey to watching men in suits hanging off (and one time fall off) speeding trains, I loved every crazy minute. But feel free to blow my little socks off there Thailand! Bangkok was a belter and Kanchanaburi (up until a few days ago I never knew existed) is probably THE most b...

After our over-night flight we arrived in Singapore and had a few hours to kick around the airport before getting our connection to Bangkok, time we mostly spent marvelling at how clean the toilets were compared to what we had grown used to in the last 10 weeks. Not one rat in sight. Joanne unfortunately wasnt feeling well so I tried my best to get her comfortable and give her sympathy before scoffing down all her food on the plane as well as mine. Our second...

So it was only as the train arrived in Calcutta that I realized just how little I actually knew about the place, apart from that Mother Teresa's a bit of a big deal. Technically I have no excuse after a billion hours we spent travelling there I could've done a bit of homework on the place but train travel makes me sleepy :) Anyway, I figured that with no real expectations there was no chance of being disappointed. And as soon as we pitched up in Calcutta we knew ...

After a full day rest and recouperation we were both back on top form so headed into the centre of Varanasi, apparently the most holy city in India for Hindu's. We eventually found our way through a complete maze of alleywaysfor our first sighting of the Ganges.The water was completely howfing and apparently its not uncommon to see the odd corpse floating around but that didn't stop the hundreds of people having a wash or a holy dip. We took a boat trip down the ...

Well I guess there is some truth in what you say dad - the journey took a lot longer because we were traveling uphill.We've spent the past few days in sleeper trains, overnight buses and almost giving 80 year old toothless men heart attacks by asking them to cycle us and our massive bags around towns for the equivalent of about 30p. The journey to Bangalore was a bit touch and go as we both spent the entire journey fighting the urge not to spew as the bus drive...