Am I A Good Friend?

Am I A Good Friend? This is one of those blog posts that makes me feel quite nervous. I’m worried because I don’t know how it will come across. But I made a decision a while back to be more open on my blog and write whatever I feel like writing. Some days I will…

Why Am I Here?

I wrote this post about a week ago but hadn’t got around to publishing it but as I head back to the UK tomorrow for six weeks, it seems fitting to explain more as to why I am in Thailand in the first place.  It’s hard to know how to start certain posts sometimes, this…

The Day I Almost Died

The day I almost died took place in Hau Hin 14 months ago before IĀ  moved to Thailand. I want to include it for two reasons, firstly because I want you to know I like to live dangerously and secondly, I can’t think of anything else to write today. If you are faint of heart…

5 Ways To Deal With Jet-lag

Jet-lag, the bane of every travellers life, I should know because I have done it. I’ve done it a lot. I’ve travelled more times than Richard Branson’s made a complete knob of himself and that’s A LOT! (Sorry to any Branson fans reading this…but he is). Many people have tried to find ways to cure…

A Thai Wedding And Brush With The Local Mafia!

A Thai Wedding and a brush with the local mafia… Those of you that read about my overnight train journey (A Train Journey And An Accordion Playing Baboon) will know that the whole reason for that sleepless night was to go a traditional Thai wedding further north from Bangkok in a place called Rattanaburi in…

A Train Journey And An Accordion Playing Baboon

I went on a train recently – five words that don’t exactly fizz off the screen at the start of a blog and make you gag yourself with excitement of what is to follow, but this was a train in Thailand…an overnight, ‘sleeper’ train in Thailand no less. I’ve travelled outside of Bangkok a few…

The Best Park In Bangkok

I often feel that I should open up more in these posts, share with you the ‘real’ me, so I’m going to share something very personalĀ – I like going for walks…There, I’ve said it, the cats out the bag. As a side-note, why do we even say ‘the cats out of the bag’? Hang on…I’ll…