Travel Journals and Diaries Articles and Travel Advice
Ever wondered what a week long trek through the jungles of Borneo would be like? Wonder no more! Our intrepid gapper Kate Elliott has done it and wrote a day by day account of her trip to give you a taste of trekking, jungle-style. So sit back and enjoy the ride. It'll make you want to go out there and do it yourself.
Sousedei from Cambodia! The weather here in Siem Reap has been gorgeous since we arrived and we're all acclimatising to both the heat and the Cambodian way of life. There are a lot of differences between here and home. For instance, the delicious Asian food on tap, the insane traffic, and the fact you have to haggle when buying anything!
Meet Lewis Smith and Dani Mason, best mates from Cardiff who are currently out in tropical Sri Lanka taking part in two volunteer placements with gap year organisation Travellers Worldwide. This dynamic duo split their time in Sri Lanka between teaching in schools for under-privileged children and working in an elephant orphanage.
We arrived at Delhi airport at 7am and after settling into the hotel we found the energy to go on an adventure in an auto rickshaw to the tourist office to get a map. Not that exciting I hear you say...you clearly have not been driving in India. It was an experience. The only two rules of the road here seem to be; use your horn whenever possible and only give way (grudgingly) to cars that are bigger than you.
Meet Alice and Jess, two intrepid lasses heading off to volunteer in exotic Ecuador for the next few months. This cheese-loving duo will be taking part in a combination placement with The Leap which includes working with local communities to develop medicinal gardens, breeding piranhas and teaching English to local guides.
I did my overland trip over an 11 week period from February to April 2004, travelling from Kenya through Uganda, Rwanda, Tanzania, Zanzibar, Malawi, Zambia, Zimbabwe, Botswana and Namibia before reaching South Africa and Cape Town. It was one of the most amazing periods of my life and I would recommend to anyone to take an overland tour.
On the afternoon of day one we rolled through the long, wide and spookily quiet outer suburbs of Seville (later discovering that as it was a Sunday and every man and his rabid dog had gone to the coast). After having navigated the inner one-way system a few too many times, we rolled up outside an agreeable little edifice, ‘Hostel Van Gough’. We'd arrived.