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Just a quick one, but change of plan. When I got to the station yesterday all sorts of people were offering to pack my bike and do all sorts of wonderous stuff with old sacks. I declined and went inside. There the man looked at Dot and said ‘not like that’. The box will have [...]

Bloody hell it’s hot. Forty four degrees today and Dot’s armpits are really starting to stink. I can’t remember the last time I emailed, where I was, what I was doing, but in case it was over a week ago I’m now in India, Varanassi to be precise. It’s a weird, hectic city, made famous [...]

Yup, still in Varanassi. I decided to take the train so went to the station today. ‘No tickets til Monday,’ the man said. So I’m here another few days and actually am quite enjoying the waiting. This town is crazy. Proper nuts. Everyone’s shouting and hustling and bustling, and god knows when they go to [...]

Hi guys, Call off the search, mine and Dot’s hearts are still alive and kicking. Mine not so much becasue it’s so hot and sweaty, her’s a little better though as she’s just had a belly full of fresh oil. We’re still in Varanassi, a place we’ve been for three days now. We were going [...]

I’ve just sat down in an internet cafe along some dark alleyway in Varanassi, I was already feeling a little chirpier, and now, reading some online comments, I’m over the cheese moon. Thankyou, from the bottom of that big soppy heart of mine. But what a day. Phew. This place is crazy. The colour, noise [...]

Hi, Only me, from India. I crossed this morning from Nepal and am now in some town, staying at some place that reports to be awanky but in fact is rather not. But all’s good. Been a bit of a wacky wave since I landed in Kathmandu. I stayed there for a few days, then [...]