Ladyboys, hookers and muggings; going back in time in Thailand

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

Why I travel alone (or, how I unwittingly became involved in sex tourism)

Apart from swimming with a three-metre-long python, not a lot happened today (afterwards, I joked to a French girl that it wasn't the biggest python on the island, and she told me to leave here alone. The French, hey? Can't live with 'em, can't go back in time and let the Germans take their country). … Continue reading Why I travel alone (or, how I unwittingly became involved in sex tourism)