After our wonderful but physically demanding adventures in Masaka and Queen Elizabeth National Park, a day or two of doing sitting on a beach and doing very little seemed very appealing. Taking advantage of our East African Tourist Visas, my Argentinean friend Mauro and I had booked flights to Nairobi, the Kenyan capital, from where we…
A hippo in a bush OR The Queen Elizabeth National Park safari story
My previous blog, Uganda Marathon 2019: a race like no other, was necessarily wordy – there was much to be said. As the title of this post may suggest, this part of my Uganda trip will be better told in pictures. On parting ways after our holiday together, my friend @maurofm09 left me with a USB…
Uganda Marathon 2019: a race like no other
A good friend of mine texted me in early autumn, last year. Sobriety had bid me farewell several hours earlier and a feeling of happy invincibility had taken its place. The text read: “Do you want to run a marathon with me in Uganda May/June next year?” Now, I don’t like long-distance running. At all….
Narrowing your focus after broadening your horizons: dealing with post-travel life
So, for those of you who didn’t follow the journey on this blog, I spent April 2016 – March 2017 travelling around the world. I left my home in Hong Kong, visited 23 countries over the course of a year and have now returned to my native UK. Let’s say, for argument’s sake that you,…
Addressing the issue – what3words
Have you, as a traveller, ever looked out over a spell-binding landscape, miles from civilisation, and wished you could share the experience with someone? Have you ever tried to follow directions in sketchy handwriting to a legendary waterfall, hidden in the surrounding hills? Have you slumped to the pavement beside your dusty backpack, tired and…
The end of the Holi-day
With only three days remaining before my flight back to the UK, my odyssey was drawing to a close. There still remained time, however, to spend a few more days in Delhi and to take advantage of it being Holi, the Hindu festival of colours. (Yes, the one where everyone throws coloured powder at each…
Galle and Hikkaduwa
My plan for the day was to drive west from Weligama to Hikkaduwa on the south-west coast. This meant passing so close to the coastal town of Galle (also known as Galle Fort) that it would be silly not to stop in and look around. Galle has, at various times, been colonised by the Portuguese, the Dutch…
Sun, surf and Slovenians: Weligama waves
I left you on the road to Weligama, a town on the south coasts hugely popular with surfing enthusiasts. I shall reprise my story: I had been driving since breakfast and, as the hour hand crept past one o’clock, I started to scan the road for places to eat. It was Sunday and I was…
(You can stand under my umbr’) Ella, Ella, Ella
Ask anyone in a Sri Lankan travel agency where you should go for unspoilt nature and great hiking and they will inevitably tell you to go to Nuwara Eliya. Ask any traveller who has been to Nuwara Eliya and they will invariably tell you they wish they had spent more time in Ella. Both are…
Kandy
Kandy, although the name sounds like a Las Vegas exotic dancer or one of the lesser known Kardashians, is actually a culture-rich town in the middle of Sri Lanka. Perched in the hills and encircling the idyllic Kandy Lake, Kandy is most famous for the Temple of the Sacred Tooth Relic, which curates a tooth…
Carpets, places of learning, city gates, dates and rose petals – just another day in the medina of Fes
A colourful post from Susie B, clearly enjoying the Fes-tivities. Source: Carpets, places of learning, city gates, dates and rose petals – just another day in the medina of Fes
Dambulla rocks!
I left Colombo in a rented Suzuki Marati equipped with a motor from a go-kart – it only accelerated when gravity-assisted. At least this time the rental contract was legitimate! My plan was to drive to Sigiriya – also known as Lion Rock for reasons that will become clear – and, from there, to perform an anti-clockwise…
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