Beaconsfield, UK

Jul 18, 2010

Just as the journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step, it also ends with the last in the form of our final plane home from Muscat in Oman. The past week has been filled relaxing in Cambodia and creating weird mockery from anyone or anything from the classic Cambodian "everything one dollar" to sitting around thinking of ways to further harass Irwin and his treacherous ways, examples include; Judas, Epilates, loyalty of...

Phnom Penh, Cambodia

Jun 20, 2010

Having arrived in Cambodia yesterday, we jumped into a tok tok and made our way to a hotel in the centre of Phnom Penh. After a relaxed night in we set off on one of the most chilling and horrifying experiences of my life so far. As we entered S21, an old school converted into a torture chamber for all enemies of the state during Pol Pots regime, I was unprepared to see, what I believe, some of the most eye-opening artifacts that I will and ...

Cairns, Queensland

Jun 20, 2010

After making it to Cairns we spent our first night out with some boys from our room who were some of the coolest people we've met so far and Emmy who is arrogant beyond belief and she's slightly cool but only a bit. This therefore led to a great evening playing beerpong (of which Kemp got really lucky) and then a great night at Gilligans club. The next day we set sail (not literally) to Port Douglas for a relaxed night of poker of which myse...

Sydney, New South Wales

Jun 20, 2010

6 hour flight from Nadi and we were in Sydney on the 25th of May. Our first day was filled with excitement as we went for a walk around Syders with Elliot as our tour guide, who apparently knew it like the back of his hand. The evidence pointed to the contrary as we walked aimlessly around until we found Darling Harbour. The wrong harbour. In hindsight we should have known he was going to get this wrong as he used a "tall building"...

Nadi, Fiji

May 22, 2010

First day in Fiji, we arrive at 5.30 am, have a crazy taxi driver who gets us to drink this random drink called cava which is disgusting and I will never drink again. Next he invites us to meet some of his Indian girls who are apparently fairly cheap, followed shortly by offering us any drugs that we might need. Having escaped this lunatic we found ourselves relaxing on the beach and poolside until we ventured out to get some cash from the l...