Forget the Cote d’Azur, Hong Kong is the ultimate place to go island-hopping. And we know just the place to start…Lantau.
China’s Great Wall stretches for over 6000kms, all the way from Jiayuguan in the northwest to Hushan in the Liaoning province. That’s a lot of Wall to see.
If your experience of Chinese cuisine stops at a double order of fried rice and a side of sweet ‘n’ sour pork, you’re not alone. Want to see what you’re missing out on?
After months of planning, arguing, drinking and pondering, we’ve come up with the craziest adventures on the planet: our Expedition trips.
Whether it’s a Mongolian Nana or a Peruvian Mama, homestay cooking, hospitality (and life wisdom) are simply the best.
There aren’t many things left in the world that can be called a genuine Adventure, but this is one of them.
I can’t remember exactly where in China I was at the time, but perhaps it doesn’t matter. My seven weeks travelling through the country had become a bit of a blur anyway. I was on a train, my ass parked on an unforgiving bench with a cup of salty noodles for lunch (again) and a bottle of 2.5% beer to wash it down.
Travelling along the Trans-Mongolian railway was never a dream of mine. But then I stopped and thought about the enormity of it all for a minute.
It’s a funny thing, but there’s really no such thing as Chinese cuisine. Oh there’s Cantonese, Sichuan, Shandong, Fujian, Hunan and Anhui cuisine, but you can’t point to one plate of food and say, ‘Yep, that’s Chinese that is.’
A few years ago I was invited to a friend’s Chinese New Year dinner. I showed up nice and early, hair brushed, stretchy pants on, ready to consume my body weight in spring rolls and Peking duck. When I opened the door, my friend and her parents looked at me in horror.