Days 1,411-8: The Maersk Sebarok
Sun 11.11.12 - Sun 18.11.12 I was up an’ at ’em! by 8am, and by 8.30am I was on the bus back to Port Louis. I didn’t get to say…
Day 1,390: The Costa Living
Tue 23.10.12: The two days at sea passed like some velvet morning (when I’m straight). For the last few weeks, I’ve been trying to be less of a fat bastard…
Days 349 to 350: The Good Ship
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 left two…
Days 318 to 348: Don’t Look Back In Anger
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 any…
Day 311: Here Be Pirates
Polished off the new Dan Brown book, The Lost Symbol, which is, to be quite blunt, f---ing awful. The 'twist' was more obvious than if Bruce Willis spent the entirety…
Day 302: The Road Ahead
My entire route for The Odyssey is mapped out in my head and has been for years so I never bother looking at the route plan; but just for giggles…
Day 298: The Secret of My Itchy Feet
An entire day at sea today, so I thought I'd write about how I came to be such a champion adventurer.I'm not really the likely sort I guess – spent most…
Day 294: The Grottiest Boat Afloat
Sometimes words fail me. It doesn't happen very often but blimey this boat is a rotten carcass of grot. All I can think of as I see the 100+ people…