Days 585-592: The Boat Race
09.08.10-16.08.10: “I always like going south – it feels like walking downhill” – Treebeard India, being the awkward bugger that she is, flips the usual northern charm/southern coldness idiom on…
Day 584: The Bombay Boo-Boo
08.08.10: Grr. Sometimes your Lonely Planet can literally save your life, other times it can make your life a misery. Today it was a case of the latter. I got…
Day 583: Flashback
07.08.10: So it was a cloudy, overcast day on which I returned to India after an absence of eight years. Not much has changed since then, but then I didn’t…
Days 578-582: A Passage To India
02.08.10-06.08.10: Monday morning bright and early, the wonderful Pamela drove me to the Bur Dubai area of town and I headed over to the CMA-CGM offices to meet Barry Dinnadge,…
Day 533: Burning Up On Re-Entry
17.06.10: The bus rolled into jolly old Dubai at around six in the morning. If there is a time of day I dislike more I am yet to meet it. …