have seen some strange things on my travels in India but nothing as mysterious as this bridge. Located in an empty Indus river valley in the Himalayas I came across it by chance and am still perplexed as to what it was all about. Was it cursed with some kind of voodoo magic or is there a simpler explanation?

I consider myself rather good at resisting a smooth tongued salesperson but on a warm day in India's northern state of Himachal Pradesh I met my match. These two young girls hustled me and hustled me good. Watch how they did it.

I knew they were out there in India and I was determined to find one. Join me on a hunt for Delhi's hijras...

This is part one of a series of films about what is in my opinion the world's greatest road trip - The Himalayan Loop.

It's amazing what you stumble upon whilst cruising around the backroads of India. Somewhere in Himachal Pradesh I saw a park full of thousands of colourfully dressed people and decided to go and make some new friends and practice my Hindi...

There I was riding up the steep hill towards Leh the capital of Ladakh in the north of India one day when in the distance I saw a guy pushing a food cart. I had to stop and investigate...

It was supposed to be a leisurely ride to a remote Buddhist monastery. But in India you should always expect the unexpected. Meet Hem Raj, the hitchhiker that wouldn't leave...

Here is my story about how I managed to learn Hindi and how I would like to help you learn it too and therefore get so much more out of the amazing country on your next trip.

You meet all kinds of interesting people whilst searching for a nice cup of tea in India...

A video dedicated to the gods who reside among us. The mighty Indian truckers who ply the roads and highways of the subcontinent, delivering our Limca and Lay's chips

In this video I tell the story of my first trip to India and why I have returned after an absence of over 20 years. And about my bro-mance with a blue god...

I stumbled across this abandoned place in the middle of nowhere and decided to go and investigate...

So whilst on a recent trip to Srinagar in the north of India I decided to investigate if Jesus really was buried in Kashmir. And like always, I made some friends on the way...

A review of the world famous Hotel Circus in Gomel, Belarus. It hasn't changed much since it was built in Soviet 1974, but that just adds to it's many charms.

Want to check out a Soviet restaurant? I heard there was one in the Belarus city of Gomel and decided to go take a look. Hope you are hungry!

Is there a cheaper country in Europe than Belarus? Where else can you get a delicious meal and a bottle of vodka for under $5??

You might not believe me but I am testament to the fact that if you want to learn Russian, throw away the grammar books and you'll make massive progress very quickly. Grammar holds you back in the beginning of your language journey so hold off until you are much further down the road towards Russian fluency.

Join me on a tour of the Hotel Cosmos. Built for the 1980 Olympic games it's staff have been servicing tourists ever since.

Oh the provinces of Russia! Here I am in the romantic southern city of Kyzyl, home of throat singing and violent murders, and...the infamous Hotel Mongoluk.

Let's take a look around...

You won't believe the skills of these provincial parkour guys in Russia. I was mind blown and you will be too. Check it out.

Situated in Siberia, Kyzyl-Mazhalik is a Russian town town where the average wage is just 100 Euros a month. I travelled there to take a look around and see how life is in Russia's poorest town. Turns out is wasn't so bad...unless you support the local football team.

Everyone told me not to go to Ak-Dovurak in Russia's Tuvan Republic. Being officially Russia's most dangerous town they said I was guaranteed to be beaten up, or worse. Well that sounded like an adventure I could not refuse and so I went there to see if the town lived up to its reputation...

I had travelled across Russia to reach the world's greatest of lakes, the incredibly beautiful Baikal. But dreams do not always come true. Or do they...

Down in Tuva I was lucky enough to spend some time in the town of Ak-Dovurak and checked into a stunning old Soviet hotel without a name. At $5 a night it was the bargain of Siberia.

In preparation for my visit to Russia's most dangerous town I set out in search of a shaman in Kyzyl, the capital of Tuva to receive blessings and protection. Here is what happened...

I recently visited a small town in western Tuva in the south of Siberia and was fortunate enough to spend time listening to a master of Tuvan throat singing, also known as Khoomei. Enjoy the sounds of Tuva!

So I finally was leaving Kyzyl, the capital of Tuva in southern Siberia and heading to Russia's most dangerous town, Ak-Dovurak. On board there were all kinds of characters, mostly drunk and including one who decided to teach me Khoomei, also known as Tuvan throat singing...

A story of how I was lost in a Siberian town in Russia and then somehow found... Thanks to Matvei, his friends and family for their warmth and generosity.

Whilst travelling through Russia I was asked if I could help a guy out with a problem. It was an offer I could not refuse...

Well it's not every day you get a chance to stand in the gerographical centre of a continent. So when I had the chance to head to the centre of Asia I took it. But it wasn't easy...

Next weekend Khabib and Conor will fight for the UFC lightweight title and I thought why not go down to Dagestan and watch the fight there. The only problem is it seems like an easy place to die. Join me on a Caucasus adventure and if I'm kidnapped someone please pay the ransom. Cheers.

Inspired by a Ted talk on throat singing I recently made a journey across Russia to the small republic of Tuva to hear the native style of singing called 'Khoomei'. This is the story of that journey.

This series is about my journey along the north Caucasus towards Dagestan to watch Khabib fight in UFC 229. First stop the apparently dangerous Ingushetia.

There I was having a nice stroll around the Russian city of Nazran in the republic of Ingushetia when I heard a noise I recognised from war movies. I jumped in a taxi to investigate and suddenly found myself in a place I probably should not have been...Join me as I meet the militants

So I left Nazran and Ingushetia behind and headed to the bus station to find a ride heading east into Chechnya where new adventures awaited and possible dangers...

Join me as I visit a local cafe in Chechnya to eat some lunch. And their restaurants don't look like ours...

So I left Grozny and headed north into the mountains of Chechnya, slowly making my way to Dagestan...and making friends along the way.

I woke up in the stunning mountains of Dagestan and hitched towards the town of Botlikh and discovered the people were excited about the fight...

Whilst in the Caucasus I had to go and see the site of Russia's worst terrorist atrocity, the attack on school number one, Beslan.

The final instalment of my UFC Caucasus journey where I see the man I came to watch on tv, Khabib Nurmagomedov in Dagestan and much closer than I ever expected...

Whilst exploring the Thieves Market in Delhi I decided to try some of the local street food. Join me as I try Delhi's best Biriyani!

A film about the heavenly angels in uniform of the Dharamsala police department in northern India. After weeks on the dusty roads of the country they were a sight for my sore eyes...