Trans-Siberian: Adventures in Mongolia

The light is so bright it penetrates my eyelids and tugs me sharply away from sleep. It’s a pure, saturating kind of light, and it could only come from Mongolian skies. I lean down from my train bunk to peer out the dusty window, and sure enough there’s a vast, pinkish wilderness flitting by: the … Continue reading Trans-Siberian: Adventures in Mongolia


Beijing: the beautiful and the bizarre

Imagine the person sitting next to you on an airplane is eating chunks of brie. Fragrant, eh? On our flight to Beijing Matt manages to get through a whole wheel of it, nice and soft from being in the backpack for eight hours or so. Perhaps the person sitting behind thinks it is me and … Continue reading Beijing: the beautiful and the bizarre