Brake failure on the way down the Himalayas

For some reason, 5 - 6 hours earlier I had imagined what would happen if my brakes stopped working, what would you do in a situation like that - what could you do? Imagining the rickshaw with me in it taking the leap off a cliff just hanging in the air for a few seconds, with my mind racing to fire out as many "Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" shit's as it can before finally tumbling down the side of the mountain like you see in big Hollywood movies, only without the fiery explosion at the end.

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Trekking to Everest Basecamp in a fat suit

After month of trying to put together a decent looking web-shop for the blog – it felt like my body had aged a 100 years from the cycling shape I had spent a year and a half building up only 5 month earlier – my back hurt like hell and everytime I climbed more than 5 sets of stairs it felt like I was wearing a fat suit.

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Yashashri from India

It’s a very progressive country, but there is still so much we need to change, like if you, in other countries, pee on the street - that would be considered gross and disrespectful, but in India you can spit, pee and litter on the street - but you can not kiss and hug in public. If you do, people will look at you as if you have just committed the greatest sin of them all, and even object and intervene. So you can spread trash, but not love?" - Yashashri

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Day 530: Driving a rickshaw across India

If God had made machines he probably wouldn't have bothered with a Rickshaw. But as with so many other things he would have been wrong. Essentially, it's not a very good idea. It's not very fast, it smells, it falls over when you go round corners, it breaks downs more often than an emo teenager and a days driving feels like you've been kicked up the arse by an elephant. But somehow all this makes them better.

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Day 510: Goodbye trusty bicycle. Hallo rusty auto rickshaw.

After 3 whisky fuelled weeks near India’s west coast in Goa, it’s about time to start moving again. My Indian visa is quickly running out and I have to reach the border out of here by the 13th of February at the latest, and currently I’m way to far away from any border to make it out of the country no matter how much spicy Indian food power flatulence that comes out my backend.

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Day 478: The Duke and typical day on the road in India

12.000 rupees is a good 160 euros and about 3 times more than I've ever spent on a hotel, so I'm on my way back out to my bike where the owner Shatrunjai arrives in his car, jumps out and stairs at my bike. We talk a little bit and I tell him I better be on my way. "On you way? You staying here right?"

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