Everyday is a new adventure. Another place to sleep, another country town, village or city. Never more than 100km from the day before, the long road between London and Melbourne has provided us with the most amazing memories, meeting the most beautiful people and finding each other never more than a few meters away, every minute, of every day, of every week for two years.
Below are just a few of the short stories that just might help you get an understanding of what that could be like.
It’s hot. Damn hot. And the sweat starts to trickle down my forehead as the shirt on my back slowly glues itself to my skin. Nice. It’s Bangkok, baby, and I’m sitting on a plastic chair, eating a spicy noodle soup. The sounds of the endless Silom road traffic are seamlessly blended into the chatter [...]
It’s about 5:30 in the morning and we are getting set for our final cycle in India, just 27km to the Kolkata airport to get a plane over the uncrossable land borders of Bangladesh and Burma to Bangkok. With bags packed and bikes loaded, we click in our cleats for the last time as the [...]
“…and then we will cycle to from Agra, across the top of north India to Kolkata.” The room fell silent. Charles looked at me with eyes of dread as a thousand thoughts raced through his mind, yet nothing managing to escape passed his lips. He glances with despair to his wife Revati, telepathically appealing for [...]
Living in a slum. There is just no way that you can say the word ‘slum’ in a sentence and envision anything positive. It redefines the poverty line and gives new depth to the gutter. It is a place where only the most destitute and desperate of humans are forced to live equally amongst fellow [...]
“Don’t look now, but there is an elephant behind you”. I threw it out there, as if it’s as common as a cow sleeping on an Indian highway, to make me sound that little bit cooler. “Oh yeah” Kimmi replied, with as much excitement as discovering we were about to eat yet another masala dosa [...]
“We’ve spent more time looking for a hotel than we have cycling to get here! Would you just pick one already!” It was dark, and had been for the past ten kilometres. Kimmi can sometimes get a bit stressed in the dark and, as we were slowly cycling through the dimly lit streets of Trincolomee [...]
‘It’s like, what came first, the chicken or the egg?!!!’ I screamed, roaring with laughter, genuinely impressed by my own uncanny, intelligent and talented brand of comedy. ‘You’re not funny.’ Kimmi says in a flat out matter of fact manner. A comic genius, not appreciated in my own time, I think to myself with a [...]
‘I want my life to mean something. I want it to be significant. I know this may sound stupid, and I haven’t really told anybody this before, but I think I want to try and save the world.’ Kimmi threw it out there like she was offering a coffee, but it didn’t detract from the [...]
The United Nations. Potentially the most noble of all employers. ‘What do you do for a living?’ I ask. ‘I distribute food in the World Food Program for the United Nations.’ Says Gerd, our host in Jaffna, on the northern tip of Sri Lanka. That’s like signing a contract with heaven. It puts any ‘lion [...]
‘You have to write something about Dubai! We were there for five months!’ Kimmi insists as I sit staring blankly at my lap top for the second hour, doing my best to get out of it. It was true, we had been in Dubai from late December to late May, but that didn’t necessarily mean [...]