Adeng Adeng – Bali’s first buffalo beach-taxi
The cikar runs along endless stretches of deserted beach that few imagine even exist these days in Bali. Adeng Adeng means “slowly slowly” in Balinese and it is a phrase that’s used a lot out here on...
View ArticleKeep Calm and…carry the right stuff.
Pittards Military Wet Pack has been a classic travel item for almost 100 years. A cold shower in a hot country is so much pleasanter than a hot shower in a cold country. For the last 18 years (since I...
View ArticleIs this the ultimate travel bag?
For years I’ve sat in airports and watched, fascinated, to see how people travel. It seems to come so naturally to some, while others – the ones who clutch onto tablets and books and phones and keys...
View ArticleHow to be a trash-less travel hero
For the past few months there’s been a blog post brewing inside my head. It starts like this: “The more I travel, the more I realise two things. One: people are inherently good, and kind and...
View ArticleLess a hammock. More a way of life.
After two decades working as a travel writer I’ve learned never to leave home without a hammock. I’ve slept in my hammock on cargo boats and yachts and in more jungle camps and desert camps (strung...
View ArticleWhere to practise yoga –– anywhere in the world
[words Narina Exelby / photograph © Mark Eveleigh] There are some things in this roaming life that I wouldn’t change for the world. That beautiful sense of freedom that comes with not knowing for sure...
View ArticleMapped: what travel adapter to pack
[words Narina Exelby / map © Easysmart] Mark and I have this silly joke between us: I call him Mr Adaptable because almost half his kitbag is filled with adapters. Seriously. At last count he had...
View ArticleKeep calm and don’t carry-on
I don’t get it, this travel-only-with-carry-on trend. Sure, it sounds like an easy way to travel – but the number of people I’ve watched (on every flight) struggle through an airport dragging a...
View ArticleWelcome home
I’ve been travelling the world for almost 30 years, and while I have always missed those I love, only now do I know what “homesick” really means. Our simple surf cottage in remote West Bali has become...
View ArticleWelcome to our treehouse
Over the past six months, life’s changed a fair bit for Mark and me: we’ve morphed from wandering writers who lived out of our kitbags, to writers who lived tentatively in a quirky, recycled...
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