Discover Lesotho in 48 hours, the mountain kingdom encircled by South Africa that will change everything you thought you knew about African travel.

In December last year, three American soldiers were killed by ISIS in Palmyra. Trump ordered a military response. Over 70 ISIS locations got bombed. And at the time I filmed this, those bombings were still happening. So naturally, I decided to hitchhike there.

I made a $5,000 bet that I wouldn't drink in 2025. I lost. Here's how I gave away $1,500 in Tondo, Manila's most dangerous slum, in a single afternoon.

Less than 100,000 people visit Timor-Leste every year. I booked my flight the day before, landed with no hotel and no plan, and spent two days figuring out whether that number should be higher. Spoiler: it should.

I had no plan walking into this one. No guide booked. No itinerary. Just a rough idea that I wanted to get into Kibera and see what was actually there. One matatu ride, 50 shillings, and eight hours later I'd eaten Nubian pilau, chewed khat with locals, visited a self-built music studio, and ended up deep inside a neighbourhood called Scottish 145 with a group of guys who had every reason to be closed off to strangers and were anything but.

I was only supposed to be in Nairobi for three days. One week later, I still haven't left. Here's what happened when a local friend took me around for a day that included giraffe feeding, a malfunctioning robot café, an hour over the city in a helicopter, and my first taste of crocodile and ostrich at one of the most unique restaurants on the continent.