Day 353: A Dish Called Rwanda
19.12.09: Wow. Rwanda. Like, really, wow. I know what I like and I like what I see. I dragged my reluctant carcass out of bed at some ungodly hour and…
Day 349-50: All Aboard The Good Ship Simacom!
15.12.09-16.12.09: Yesterday I and 43 other passengers boarded the 'Simacom' bound for Dar es Saleem, three weeks to the day since I arrived in Comoros. It was supposed to have…
Days 318-348: Don’t Look Back In Anger
14.11.09-14.12.09: Oh Graham, you tease, what's the meaning of this, compressing an entire MONTH of gallivanting into just one blog entry? Well, truth be told if there was something of…
Day 298: The Secret of My Itchy Feet
25.10.09: So how did I come to be such a champion adventurer, eh? Not really the likely sort I guess – spent most of my teenage years picking my nose…
Day 297: The Joy of Mojangaya
24.10.09: One of those mornings where I really, really can't be bothered getting out of bed, but I haul myself out regardless – after today, there isn't another boat to…
Day 296: Cloud Coup Coup Land
23.10.09: Can't help but feel that I wasted today. I did waste today. Today was wasted. I got up when I could be bothered, which for the first time in…
Day 295: Moroni Planet
22.10.09: I was convinced that I'd be on this sticking hole of a boat until tomorrow morning. Imagine my relief when I went onto the bridge this afternoon to charge…