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Left and Leaving

an alternative travel blog

Koh Phi Phi

Photographs from the early 2000's show an island paradise of unimaginable beauty, arriving by boat on January 4th 2017, although still beautiful, it was clear this place had met its 'stellar death' well before we arrived.

For Manchester, forever.

One year ago, we lost 22 of our own.

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Long term travel, it’s not all shits and giggles.

Backpacking on a budget especially is all encompassing, and for the most part overwhelmingly positive (i’ll cover that next time), here I have chosen three things that grind my gears, completely subjective of course, with a travelling lifestyle. Bare in mind throughout that this all makes up maybe 10% of the whole experience, I adore this life.

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Cartagena

Embraced by ocean on the very north western tip of this great continent, it has bones of fortress walls and a belly of multicoloured colonial buildings, rhythmic salsa drums provide the heartbeat that pumps a melting pot of humankind through its narrow pastel streets...

Chiang Mai

Away from the neon glow of the big cities, this was a chance to peer into real life for these hill dwellers that have survived for generations, barring the addition of a few Premier League shirts, almost unchanged.

Khao Sok National Park

Set in a valley of forest green hills, small businesses sit like punctuation marks along the road, dogs came sniffing inquisitively and then left us for the next...

Phu Quoc

Where most of Vietnam bares the scars of recent horrors, Phu Quoc, even after housing South Vietnam's largest prisoner camp during the war, is a literal and metaphorical breath of fresh air...

Temples of Angkor

...the carvings here are sensational, almost two hundred giant faces towering out from its peaks, detailed bas reliefs depicting the mythology and history narrating the centuries that have passed here.

Ko Lanta

We bathed in the waters, watched ephemeral rainbows dance in the falls like quantum particles blinking in and out of existence, then wearing our most sincere smiles we walked back through streams and caves to our bikes.

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