Days 411-417: Groundhog Day
15.02.10-21.02.10: The next week passed in a kind of blur. I don’t think I got anything productive done at all. I didn’t write up my blog nor edit any more…
Day 404-410: Pubs and Publicity
08.02.10-14.02.10: So I was back and I had work to do. I spent Monday morning at my brother Mike’s house writing up a press release and, with his help, getting…
Day 403: Home Sweet Home
07.02.10: So with the cat out of the bag in terms of my friends, it was now time to spring the surprise on my family. I got a couple of…
Day 402: Don’t Stop Believin’
06.02.10: The last two blogs aren't true. I just made them up. Sorry, it would have ruined the surprise. Here's what really happened... When I was in Cyprus last Tuesday,…
Day 401: Ljuvly Ljubblies
05.02.10: The train to the delightfully-named Ljubljana was a typically ramshackle affair (man I miss them Turkish buses) but it did the job and by the evening, I was sitting…
Day 400: I Say Sir, Beer!
04.02.10: I could have done without the 3am border crossing, it was unnecessarily cold outside – why couldn't they come to us? There was only about ten people on the…
Day 399: Istanbulldozin’
03.02.10: The bus arrived bang on time in good ol' Istanbul – the only city in the world that straddles two continents. I wandered down to the Metro to find…
Day 398: Branson’s Pickle
02.02.10: Dragged my carcass off Zafer's couch a few minutes after seven, said my thank yous and goodbyes and soon enough I was down at the port clambering onto the…
Day 397: Calypso’s Isle
01.02.10: When they say slow boat, they mean it! It was 11am before we reached port in Girne in the northern half of Cyprus. Northern half? What, like in St.…
Day 396: The Slow Boat to Cyprus
31.01.10: It was one of those mornings upon which it's far too cold, gravity seems to conspire against you and the snooze alarm makes it far, far too tempting... all…