London to where? Trasnistria? Where the…? Never heard of it I hear you say! Well, that’s because it doesn’t technically exist. I just survived a trip to the breakaway separatists of the Tranistrian Republic, somewhere in the no man’s land...
“More Rakija!”, “More Rakija!” Wild cries rose from the table in the back of the dingy, smoke filled bar hidden deep behind the ageing walls of the Montenegrin town of Kotor. The Old Town Hostel had brought me to the harrowing...
Luxembourg, the crossroads of Europe. A land which doesn’t quite know if it’s French, German or some hybrid mix of it all, and a land which makes a hell of a lot of money doing whatever the hell it is they do. I went to Luxembourg City, not quite sure what...
‘Welcome to Sark’- the sign read as I climbed the harbour steps onto the island. With rain lashing down, I ran through a short tunnel carved through the rock of the cliff- the only entrance to the island- and on the other side found a farming tractor,...
I’m Richard, The Travel Tramp, and I want to inspire you to travel off the beaten track!
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