You may know it as Burma but the military changed the name back in 1989. Perhaps so that nobody would know where it is and they could drop off the radar completely. Luckily it didn’t work. Myanmar. The land of smiles. Or is that officially Thailand? Well after 2 extended visits to Thailand and a month here……
Category: Running
Singapore Marathon Joy!
2:30am Sunday morning in Singapore and I am creeping round my dorm room scooping up all my marathon related paraphernalia and hope there’s no one around the common area – I look like a total weirdo dressed to run at this time of the night, pouring boiling water into my ready-made porridge. The whole situation seems absurd. Due…
Final Stop in India…
The only time I ever feel nervous when travelling is before a night journey – this time I get dropped off at a large, dirty and crowded Calcutta train station for the night train up past Bangladesh towards Nepal. The train rolls into the station at exactly 11pm and I begin the search for my carriage and…
When things go wrong in the Himalayas
I’d been in Rishikesh a week and was keen to get up north before winter set in and the opportunity gone; I must have missed the winter has already set in memo. The planned 4 day / 3 night trek up in the Indian Himalayas close to the Tibetan border began so well. It took 2 days in a jeep to…
Rishikesh Running
Back to the task in hand. Marathon training. I’ve arrived in the foothills of the Himalayas – surely there’s no better place to run? I’ll literally just step out my door and set off in any which way I like and it will be wonderful. Or not, as the case may be. I’m met with…
An Indian Angel
I feel bad. Clearly I don’t want you to think that all Indians are liars after my last post.. this is not what I intended to suggest. It’s just the majority of people I met in Delhi…. lied to me! So I thought I’d tell you about the last person I met in Delhi, on the bus to Rishikesh….
Delhi Lies
It started the way it was always going to in Delhi – with a lie. I never really expected the driver from the guest house to turn up at the airport, I barely even bothered to scan for my name on the scrappy bits of paper being held up before phoning him to hear the lie road…
What? You’re going to run when you’re travelling?
Singapore Marathon… ENTERED!
Scottish Girl Runs 