Are you alone….you are a girl, are you crazy? Why yes, last I checked down there, yes I am a girl, and crazy? Well only on a good day.  I

Here in Central Laos, after a daily consumption of pedaling and eating rice and lacking the endurance to continue the latter, I begin to pedal along and eye the street

As I approach the Cambodia/ Laos’s border crossing, I emerge triumphantly though a blazing forest, my wheels spitting out fire bolts, Pandemic The Magic Bicycle’s rubber tread left behind for

Some women birth babies others women birth bicycle tours, utilizing their thighs towards creating a slightly different endeavor, an equally challenging affair but a tad less gooey.  I dare venture

As I pedal into Siam Reap in search of a bar stool for the New Years Eve party that takes place yearly on Pub street in the tourists center of

As the sugar plum fairies dance on the streets of Bangkok the city is lit up with pseudo celebratory Christmas cheer. Thailand is a Buddhist country therefore the holiday’s scoot

This is not a story of rainbows or wanderlust of the original solo female traveler Dorothy and her little dog Toto finding courage in the heart of the lion. Nor

When a big, fat bald man who looks like a Potato says “hey do you want to join up for a while and pedal through the Middle East and into

Hello Mr Lord Hemorrhoid, where IS your neighbor’s sailboat? I have been invited to crew on a sailboat heading around the middle east and into Africa, I have pedaled 900km