The closest I’ve ever come to Belgium was nearly booking a flight to Antwerp during a dissertation meltdown. Thankfully, I passed my degree, but I never made the trip to Western Europe. Four years later, I’ve forgotten my thesis title, but I’ll definitely remember the name of today’s guest — even with the 8.4% beer we’re drinking. Meet Julie.

India 🇮🇳

Travelling Through Conversation came to me whilst living in a backpackers’ hostel. Most nights I’d sit at the bar, drink a beer and meet strangers from around the world.

One conversation that stood out was with a chap called Zé from Brazil. He told me how he’d got a milk box carton tattooed on his arm – a drunken moment with friends led him to the idea. Now we’ve both agreed, when I visit Zé in South America, I’ll get the same tattoo on my arm.

It’s moments like these, which make me want to speak with people. Each episode is a conversation. Between myself and a stranger from a different country. The goal is to communicate with them all and to see what happens.