I actually hate trekking, but now I’m in a country real trekkers would be envious of … Nepal. Well, I’m here now and it would be rude not to take a closer gander at the monstrous Himalayas towering above. I was delighted to meet a Dutch girl who exuded the same if not more negativity as me…
Tag: travelling
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…
Trundling into Nepal
Time to trundle back down the mountainside to make the 24 hour journey across the border and into Nepal. After 4 hours squeezed in the back of one jeep, I then transferred into another… with 12 others… who knew it was even possible to fit so many adults into one very ordinary sized jeep? I…
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…
Calcutta Days
So it wasn’t love at first sight – Calcutta that is – my night time arrival and the worst hotel ever put a stop to that, but the coming days in the old capital city of India proved there’s more to this place than first meets the eye. The warm and friendly people, the yummy street food and melting…
Sleeping streets of Calcutta
Calcutta at 11 o’clock on a Tuesday night. Not my usual choice of arrival time, but it was unavoidable. Sleeping bodies lined the streets…5, 10, 15 in a row lying perpindicular to the crumbling buildings while shoeless shirtless destitutes rummage through garbage around abandoned bicycles and rickshaws. My taxi careers through the bumpy streets avoiding the worrying number of vehicles with no…
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 