In my life I have travelled on planes, buses, bikes, cars, boats, trains, trams and the number 11 bus, but travelling between Saigon and Phnom Penh represented a first for me - my first ride on a car ferry! I know that some of you may consider me sheltered given this revelation, and god knows Kate has given me enough stick about it, but there it is. I can reveal that it was a truly wonderful experience - all 5 minutes of it. Upon arrival in Cambodia's capital we...

The journey from hell wasn't quite as hellish as we'd thought it might be, though perhaps the bus company might want to rethink it's branding of the bus as a "sleeper". Very little sleep was had as the seats were a) only about 4ft long when reclined, b) half of that was the "foot coffin" that you couldn't actually get your legs into and c) the roads were so windy that if you could manage to get comfortable you risked rocking out of your ...

As the crow flies, there are exactly 214 miles between our last destination in Thailand, Chiang Mai, and the next stop on our tour, Luang Prabang in Laos, so why it took us three days to get between the two is quite baffling. Our trip involved local buses, tourist buses, tuc-tucs, slow boats, small speed boats and the good old number 11 bus (our legs!) - all coming together to create one hell of a journey! We started making our way to the border on a collection o...

If you've ever tried to fly out of Nepal you'll understand just how confusing Kathmandu Airport is. To get in to the terminal building you have to prove you have a flight booked (or wave a passport at the guard). Then you have to get all your luggage x-rayed and get frisked - all this before you even attempt to find which desk you should check in at, which is a difficult task given that there are no signs to tell you where to go. Eventually you manage to check in...

A journey from hell doesn't even begin to describe the route from India into Nepal: a 5 hour train from Varanasi to Gorakhpur (the last Indian town on the train line) got us in at 11pm only to find that we couldn't get a hotel room for the night and a few hours in the 'A.C' waiting room until first light would be our only option. We followed this up with a 3 hour bus to the border, setting off at 5am, which annoyingly involved a group of people hawking the servic...