The Post-Travel Post

The Post-Travel Post

Here be a travel blog post, about not travelling… Inevitably, the adventures come to an end and your faithful travel companion, the one who has been there for every visa run, night bus, hostel check-out and frustrating conversation in a foreign language, is shoved...
A Note To The Sleep Thieves

A Note To The Sleep Thieves

Now I’m aware that at just over 30 I’m usually a little older than most of my fellow dorm dwellers but this is the same me as I was at 20. The same me that loves a drink as much as the next man and wouldn’t begrudge anyone that. But there is a...
Hiroshima: A Hope For World Peace

Hiroshima: A Hope For World Peace

Humbled, sad, astounded, angry, heartbroken and ashamed are just a few of the emotions I felt shortly after we arrived in Hiroshima. We piled off our coach from Fukuoka at 6:30am and not being able to check into our apartment until 3pm we put our bags into a storage...
He’s Got A Gun! Move! Now!

He’s Got A Gun! Move! Now!

We were sat in a lovely city centre park in the sleepy, peaceful city of Fukuoka in Japan just enjoying a beer and doing some people watching. We’d been watching this dude for an hour or so on and off running around the park, jumping off rocks and pretending to...
Has Travelling Cured My Anxiety?

Has Travelling Cured My Anxiety?

I remember vividly the first time that I had a panic attack. I was in the toilets at work around 7 years ago. I was 24. I’d not been able to stop crying for days following a huge family fallout but this was something else, I thought I was having a heart attack....