The art of Bikram

During my brief employment hiatus last summer I took up Bikram yoga, partly to get me out of the house, but also in the hope that it would get me fit enough for trekking in Nepal. I went a few times – which obviously didn’t sufficiently prepare me for climbing 5,000metre mountains. But it turns out…

The rules are… there ain’t no rules!

Rob quoted this scene from Grease to me after we’d gotten off the crazy coracle in Hampi. Two boats go back and forth across a narrow stretch of river… They let their passengers disembark in a fairly normal fashion. But… instead of picking up a new batch for the return journey they instead forcefully hold…

A wild new year’s eve with Bond

Somehow Rob and I ended up in Hampi – the driest town going – for New Year’s Eve. It’s a wonderfully crazy place full to the brim with boulders and temples – but with not much going on past 7pm unless you have a drum and some hippy sensibilities. Turns out we’d accidentally smuggled some…

That little monkey just stole my breakfast!

I’d been watching out of the corner of my eye as the youngster slowly sidled up to me along the edge of the rooftop. I tried to shoo him away, but the hand waft isn’t much of a deterrent to a sugar-loving primate, and after a brief standoff across the table he  launched an attack…

Strike a pose!

Christmas on Khola beach in Goa. We stayed at the Blue Lagoon and the sunset was phenomenal! We were also lucky enough to catch the free entertainment courtesy of some Russian ladies and their photographer boyfriends!

An Indian Christmas

It’s been surreal to be away from home in the run up to christmas. No last minute shopping, no work drinks party, no wondering whether it’ll snow… Instead we swapped the festivities for riding camels through the desert and the mulled wine for ginger chai. Tomorrow we’ll briefly revert back to tradition when we try…