I’m not counting the days exactly, but there are only about two left. The rest of today, all of Tuesday, all of Wednesday, and then I leave first thing on…
Missing in London
Today witnessed my brief, unscheduled and unwilling return to London, and a reminder of South Asia’s gargantuan and occasionally absurd bureaucracy. I applied for my Pakistan visa right at the…
Return to Glaslyn
Once upon a time, many years ago, when I was eight, my father and I went on an adventure to Glaslyn, a mountain lake about 20 miles from our house….
Goodbye London
Two good pieces of advice I received when I attended Explore at the RGS last year: NOBODY is ever completely prepared when they leave on an expedition; there is ALWAYS…
Don’t read this
You’re not going to get anything interesting from me till I’m actually on the road, unless you’re interested in endless photos of my To Do list and the small handfuls…
This is why
I’m getting used to answering all the repetitive questions people ask when they find out I’m planning to cycle round the world. It’s not all that different from the questions…
About a bike (III)
Ryan announced last Friday afternoon that he was going back to Canada on Monday, and wouldn’t get back to London till after I leave – so suddenly we had a…
About a bike (II)
So back in February, I went along to Ryan’s workshop on Webber Street SE1, to be fitted up for my new bike. And this wasn’t just a matter of measuring…
About a bike (I)
I think it was last October, at Courier Appreciation Day, when I got talking to Ryan about my big ride – not long after I had decided that it was…
The luxury of self-pity
I woke up with a splitting headache and a sore throat so painful that I can barely speak. I’d love nothing more than to spend the day lazily curled up…