The Mechanics of Fear (and climbing gear)

I'm standing on about three centimetres of stone, pressed against the rock at about 18 metres from the ground, as Dave shouts up: "You have to turn around! Spin a few times - you know, like a ballerina!". Seems like I don't need to hitchhike to experience the thrill of the adventure. I am at … Continue reading The Mechanics of Fear (and climbing gear)

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Thailand! Family holiday (Familienurlaub)

I have never so much as looked at a guidebook about Thailand (okay, I leafed through one for about five minutes once). Now, I'm on an improvised road trip with my dad, my step mum, fifteen Thai people and two Malaysians, somewhere in North Eastern Thailand. As much as I'd like to find out more … Continue reading Thailand! Family holiday (Familienurlaub)