Short Story #2: Fight Night on the Chinese Railway

Short Story #2 comes to you from China. When we hear “China”, most of us think about the Great Wall, Tiananmen Square or the terracotta Warriors. But as I promised, my series of short travel stories won’t be focusing on the more common aspects of visiting a country. Instead, I want to take you onboard an overnight … More Short Story #2: Fight Night on the Chinese Railway

Short Story #1: Pooie-Louie & Comedy on the High Seas

Since finishing high school some 13 years ago, I have spent just under half of that time traveling. In the beginning, being somewhat younger and more naive, I did not truly understand how lucky I was to have the opportunity to see different parts of the world, experience new cultures and eat new and delicious … More Short Story #1: Pooie-Louie & Comedy on the High Seas

My Week in Colour

I’ll keep this post short and sweet. The sun is shining and life is good in Sydney town. I think these photos speak for themselves and as they say, a picture is worth a thousand words, so here is my 6,000 word post in pictures. Enjoy! :: Louie :: Coogee Beach, Sydney: 7km from the … More My Week in Colour

5 Travel Experiences That Will Change Your Life… (One Way or Another)

Rome As a child I would watch Tin Tin cartoons and dream of accompanying my hero and his dog Snowy through the ancient world as we discovered tombs and hunted for ancient treasures. While I still love Tin Tin and the odd Indiana Jones repeat, my love of ancient history bloomed in my adult years when I undertook … More 5 Travel Experiences That Will Change Your Life… (One Way or Another)

The Week in Photos

Weather wise, it has been a mixed bag in Sydney lately. We have had three straight weeks of rain, wind and storms, however the sun has come out to play these last couple of days. You can see the change in people’s faces and everyone seems to have an extra spring in their step. I … More The Week in Photos

My Friend Rasheed

I once had a friend. We were close without knowing anything about each other except for the other’s name and from where we had both come. Our bond, one that was strong and built on mutual respect, was all that we had. Our ability to communicate was minimal if it existed at all. My friend’s … More My Friend Rasheed