I’ve managed to do what those gronks Andrew Chan and Myuran ‘Suck a man off’ Sukumaran thankfully never will - make it out of Indonesia alive. I’m telling you, those three days I spent in Jakarta seemed more like a month, and if my flight out had been delayed I reckon I would’ve started throwing … Continue reading Ladyboys, hookers and muggings; going back in time in Thailand
Sorry, Huddersfield, you've been replaced as the worst place I've ever visited. All hail Jakarta, Indonesia, a filthy, noisy hellhole that is as pretty and interesting as the contents of Clive Palmer's toilet the morning after a pie-eating competition. Let this stand as a warning to anyone thinking about coming here for a holiday - … Continue reading I’d rather drink shit than spend another day in Jakarta
This morning I met an American dude named Dick and a German chick named Cindy at breakfast and we decided to brave the streets of Jakarta together. It was a good thing, too, because before the day was through we would be running from a knife-wielding cab driver while being pelted with rocks by angry … Continue reading Jak(arta)ing off
I could sense that Lombok is a dangerous place as soon as I arrived. The inhabitants of Bali’s dirtier cousin stare at you with angry eyes, yell and swear. And this morning all my suspicions were proven to be true, as I found out just how bad this shining emerald island can be. No, I … Continue reading Machetes of Lombok
