
Through Uzbekistan to Nurkus. Mr policeman: Difficult in England to find woman?
No sooner had I stepped out the other side of the border than a horde of black market money changers raced over to me. Their

No sooner had I stepped out the other side of the border than a horde of black market money changers raced over to me. Their

After having stayed in the lovely cosmopolitan city that is Beyneu for two nights and getting, quite literally, eaten alive by the friendly resident mosquitoes,

Okay, just one more day I said to myself. Holed up in my cosy hotel room and knowing precisely what lay ahead of me filled

Wednesday 1st September I made it to Kazakhstan. That’s something I was never quite sure I’d hear myself saying. What an awesome feeling. I can

Well I finally find myself aboard my rusting cargo ship crossing the Caspian Sea, and to be perfectly honest, it’s all gone worryingly smoothly –

The border was fairly straight forward. It was pretty empty to be honest with only soldiers walking around with, well not much else to do.

I received my visa! I crossed the border! I arrived in bloody Baku and the end of my journey across land! As you can imagine

Friday 12th August Eight days have now passed since I first came to Tbilisi. Time is ticking away and it feels like I’m no closer

I left Batumi with my stove kind of fixed by a Georgian man whom didn’t release a smile in the entire forty minutes I was

Well I’ve been in Tbilisi, Georgia for five days now nibbling on my nails and generally sat on the edge of my seat continuously pressing