Tag: travel

Drunk Lives Matter: A visit to Sokolniki Park and my experiences as a victimised minority in Russia

All I wanted was to spend a sunny Autumn day exploring one of Russia's most famous and beautiful parks. What I ended up with was a heavy dose of victimisation, racial profiling and police prejudice that should have social activists in an uproar. This is the harrowing story of my adventures through Moscow as one … Continue reading Drunk Lives Matter: A visit to Sokolniki Park and my experiences as a victimised minority in Russia →

A Kiss on the Lipetsk

After a week spent hanging out with my beautiful Russian girlfriend Lena in Moscow, she decided to not send me to the gulag and instead introduce me to her family. It's a good sign for the relationship, seeing as my last girlfriend forced me to pretend I was her gay cousin when we bumped into … Continue reading A Kiss on the Lipetsk →

It’s Hip to be Red Square

I might spend my days sleeping until 3pm and watching old Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cartoons in my undies, but my girlfriend is a valuable member of society and has a big-person job to go to, so today I was left to explore Moscow on my own. Not wanting to be a typical tourist, I … Continue reading It’s Hip to be Red Square →

Russia: A Place For Penguins

Moscow isn't known for its beautiful climate, but I was still ill-prepered for the arctic conditions that Russia welcomed me with. I knew things were going to be bad when my plane descended through clouds as thick as a Mount Druitt schoolkid, and my fears were confirmed when I stepped out of the airport to … Continue reading Russia: A Place For Penguins →

Mission to Moscow

Most people leave Bali with a couple of Bintang singlets and a suitcase full of pirated DVDs, but I managed to leave The Island of the Gods with a Russian girlfriend and a plane ticket to Moscow. And so, against all my expectations, the next leg of the Drunk & Jobless Word Tour will take … Continue reading Mission to Moscow →

An Intimate Close Up of a Street Punk in Candidasa

The three weeks I've spent in Candidasa have been more fun that a barrel full of greased-up monkeys. Apart from the 25 hours spent cruising the clear, blue skies of Bali, my days and nights have been filled with heavy drinking, good eating, frantic dancing, mesmerising snorkelling, brutal violence and even a touch of romance … Continue reading An Intimate Close Up of a Street Punk in Candidasa →

The Hamster Rides Again

After a few weeks spent tearing up the skies above Nusa Dua and keeping the fine folks who brew Bintang in business, Alan and I packed up our gliders and headed to the gorgeous Balinese village of Candidasa to continue our adventure. Within minutes of hitting town we were up on the hill, launching out … Continue reading The Hamster Rides Again →

Thelma and Louise Go Flying

If there's a more inspirational film than the 1991 classic Thelma & Louise, I'm yet to see it. The tale of two lesbians who smoke some poor bloke and then travel all over the place in a fancy car before driving it off a cliff provides lessons that we should all live by. Also, Geena … Continue reading Thelma and Louise Go Flying →

Back in Balangan

After three weeks back in Australia, I was sick of winter and ready to head back out into the big wide world, so I hitched a ride on a Qantas jet and zipped over to Bali to go paragliding and chase backpackers for a month. Actually, it wasn't quite that easy - some Islamic terrorist … Continue reading Back in Balangan →

Reflections on Africa

Well, the dream is over and the adventure is nothing but a memory. I'm back home in Australia, it's about nine degrees, and I can't help wishing that I was still exploring strange lands on the other side of the world. My two months travelling through the Dark Continent have come and gone, and the … Continue reading Reflections on Africa →