We got last minute tickets to Batumi and found ourselves sitting on the top deck of a double-decker train. We were joined by Anas, a Jordanian student who had given up his dentistry degree course to bum around the capital wondering what to do with his life. He devoured every bit of food we gave… Read More »
Goa was a later addition to the trip – I thought it would be nice to have a beach element. The route to Goa was supposed to be from Chennai but because of the difficulties getting train tickets, we ended up in Jaipur and then having to fly to Goa. We arrived after 10pm and… Read More »
The whole reason for my travels this time have been to get to Greece and specifically the islands. I had done My Family and Other Animals for O level and as a result had got into Gerald Durrell in a big way reading many more of his books. So when I arrived by ferry onto… Read More »
Sunday and the whole day empty thankfully and Hans decided that he wanted to go to see Tower House. Even though I had to sit in the back and make the dog less nervous, I agreed to accompany him. Getting there is not easy because of the road works around the port. All along the… Read More »
The tide was in so I couldn’t walk on the beach at the hotel so I went along the road and then joined the beach further along where there was a greater expanse of sand. So local women said I was not allowed to take pictures of their seaweed hanging up to dry. It seemed… Read More »
The day I arrived in Kilwa I had the beach to myself. The next evening as the sun was getting low in the sky the beach started filling up with people. Before long the sun had gone and the beach was alive with women in their most colourful flowing robes, young girls with make-up and… Read More »
Beaches in Tanzania are busy places. More foten than not, there are fishermen with their wooden boats bringing in their catch or preparing to set sail. It is common to see men sitting on an old car tyre or piece of driftwood mending their nets and laying them out to dry. Old and broken fishing… Read More »
The shout came, “Coronavirus!” I looked up to where the noise had come from. There are dozens of crude shacks made from the flotsam and jetsam spewed up by the Indian Ocean and I enjoying strolling along the beach picking my way between them. “Coronavirus!” the shout came again. The woman was standing over a… Read More »