Our Nomad is now on the plane to her home country - Australia. She'll be back on her 3 Skypephone tomorrow from 10am Perth time (GMT +8 hours).

So get in touch and instant message her at "theskypenomad".

Thanks to the Sydney Traveler who sent through some suggestions for what I should do in Sydney! Hopefully there'll be another chance for you to decide what I do!

Me and De de Mar riding the Hong Kong cable car!

Here's a quick video from Rebecca thanking you for all your suggestion of things to do in Hong Kong. As well as the blog responses online Rebecca received lots of messages via her 3 Skypephone so thank you! And also thank you to eltintero for the WiFi tips. Keep them coming

The lack of connectivity over the past few days has meant using Skype to communicate with the NOMAD in China was difficult. Now she's in Hong Kong however, we here at Nomad HQ, London, today managed to catch up with our intrepid adventurer on a free Skype video call. She had just sat down for a meal in the revolving restaurant on the 62nd floor of the Hopewell Centre .

Arrived in Hong Kong late last night. Spent the evening aboard an overnight cruise ship. It was filled with locals ready for a flutter. Gambling is illegal in Hong Kong, but since this ship sails into international waters, anything goes. It was pretty dam rocky through the night, but luckily I had a sick bag from the plane, just in case. Have a jam-packed day planned in H.K today, better get out there and enjoy it!

Spotted this week on the shelves in Singapore, the new Nomad skin travel range. Available at any quality Crabtree and Evelyn store worldwide. I am currently negotiating name and image usage rates. So what's next for Nomad? She thinks a perfume range that doubles as a mozzie repellant... and if that goes well, I may release an album, just in time for Christmas. Watch out Mariah.

For any other merchandising or sponsorship requests, contact me directly, or talk to my agent Shaneequa Von Disisajoke.

I’ve just reached Hong Kong and I should now have connectivity! I’m really looking forward to hearing from you all so please instant message me at “theskypenomad” on my 3 Skypephone and help me with my first challenge: Escalator or Cable car.

Hong Kong is the home to the world’s longest escalator and also the spectacular Ngong Ping Cable Car. Which should I visit? You decide! The one with the most votes by 10am Hong Kong time (UTC/GMT +8 hours) wins.

Sitting on the train heading south right through China, passing some absolutely beautiful and untouched scenery. This nomad traveller is well off the beaten track. From offerings on the hillside, to buffalos drinking at the base of waterfalls; from old women riding bikes along the dirt road to young men washing in the stream; from luscious green rice paddies to deserted little huts... The huge sun is setting and I am watching it all pass by through a small rectangular window. What strikes me is the huge man-made differences and visual contrasts within such close proximities. We literally just past an amazing little villiage in the middle of nowhere. About 20 little huts- red, white and green – surrounding a highly-detailed, sparkling temple with reflective tiles and symbols. No roads leading to it and no roads as far as my eyes can see. How did they get the materials and when did they build it? Makes me think of Easter Island off Cuba and Newgrange in Ireland. Both show the innate human potential each of us possesses, and how this power just ten folds when we create together. Enough contemplation for one day. Bed is calling in the sound of three middle-aged men snoring.

Just attempted 2 use the squat toilet on the train. But due to the rickety motion I failed miserably...and aside from ending up on the wet, dirty ground I copped my first injury. I definitely recommend serious quad training before embarking on a long haul Chinese train journey. I hear fitness first does a mean 'thighs, bums and tums' class. Or, maybe when I get back I will release a 'squats of steel' workout video. The possibilities are endless. I'm going 2 make a fortune.

Just boarded the train to Gonzghou. In a tiny four-sleeper cabin with 3 Chinese men, two of whom are already snoring…feeling quite uncomfortable. Am the only anglo onboard a train filled with men. Have only seen one other woman. Everyone keeps staring, making me anxious. Can’t believe I have to be here for 28 more hours. Literally nobody speaks English here. The only thing I have got is: German? Swedish? Threw up in feral squat toilet just before boarding. Think it was a combo of something I ate and the fact that a man hocked up the biggest, most disgusting gollie on my foot. Hideous. Feral. The guy above me is really going for it now. How do their wives stand it? I would divorce them for sure. Why has the train stopped? Worried about my connecting flight. Please let this journey go fast. Will try to get some snoring audio and upload when I have a connection.

A city of 32 million, that's more than the whole of Australia put together, Chongqing is one of the three furnace cities of China and is about as Chinese as a Chinese city gets. My guide, Ellie, met me off the ship and took me to China House and KFC. Ellie had actually organised a traditional feast for us to share, but through broken Chinese/English I explained, as I have many times since I left, my golden rule. So we ate our fried chicken on the move, courtesy of Colonel Sanders.

I am leaving the Yangtze tomorrow for a 28-hour journey to Hong Kong. Although I am sad to leave this seriously beautiful place, I must admit that I am craving the connection and familiarity that the city will bring. This concept really has put communication to the test and makes you realise just how much we take it for granted. I am catching up with a high school friend of mine in Hong Kong who has recently moved there, it will be nice to have a girly catch up, no matter how fleeting. This four- day interlude in rural China has taught me a hell of a lot. Actually this whole trip from over a month before I left has taught me many lessons- good and bad. Like trusting myself, how much I actually do need people for support, and the importance of balance.

And now, after less than a week of racing around on 53 different modes of transport; recovering from jet lag and sleep deprivation; visiting so many beautiful places; meeting interesting people; gathering a little bit of hindsight and connecting with a couple of friendly voices on the other line, I am in such a great place to really let go and have a great time!

I went three days without washing at the beginning of my trip and considering I have a 28-hour train ride tomorrow, from Chonqing to Guanghou, I thought I had better suck up all the modern cons I can manage. I put my clothes in for laundry, and got my hair washed (my shampoo, conditioner and product all got taken at Beijing airport) which was a weird experience actually. They put the shampoo in first and then wet my hair using a water bottle all while sitting in my seat. Talk about living it up! I even managed to find a disposable razor, a bath and hot water! Heaven. Can't begin to explain how nice it was to de-Euro my legs and underarms. Mid stroke I found myself banging my head against the porcelain, as the ship took a hard left causing water to splash onto the ground. I'm a girl again! Almost feel like buying some heels and hitting the town. If only my feet weren't so mammoth, I'm never going to find size 11 here, I have enough trouble at home.

Buddhism is the majority religion of China. I'm open to the thought of reincarnation. It's the thing that makes most sense to me. Like when you meet someone for the first time and you seem to know everything about them without even saying a word. Or when you just click with someone the moment you meet, regardless of things in common, experiences and age. Or those moments where you experience serious deja vus, completely out of nowhere. The whole subject really fascinates me. A few years ago I read ‘Many Lives, Many Masters’ by Brian Weiss. Basically, he was a science-based psychotherapist, one of the leaders in his field. Pretty straight down the line and definitely didn't believe in any mumbo jumbo spiritual stuff. Anyway, during a session like any other, he began regressing his client, as he often would do, back, to her 20's, to her teens and then her childhood. He was blown away when she continued all the way to the 9 months she spent in her mother’s womb. Shocked and intrigued and still not having found the trigger, he kept bringing her back until she was experiencing a brutal death in her previous life. Pretty cool.

Another one is Children that have lived before, which documents occurrences of children being born in the same village with impossible memories of times before, even returning to out murderers from their previous life. Or simply reincarnating as a new baby in their previous family. It's pretty interesting stuff and at the very least an entertaining way to learn about history! It seems the more I learn the less I know because at the end of the day, we never really know what happens to us, but we can have some fun trying to find out.