Day 207: In Tidy Attire
Had a bloody superb Sunday. Nowt to do, I slept in, uploaded my videos, wrote some blog, chatted to Mand, HAD A BATH! Oh yeah, this is my kind of…
Had a bloody superb Sunday. Nowt to do, I slept in, uploaded my videos, wrote some blog, chatted to Mand, HAD A BATH! Oh yeah, this is my kind of…
I was reading a book recently about a deaf guy who worked for the Peace Corps in Zambia. It was a ripping yarn, but one thing that he said stuck…
Day 202: The Wheels On The Bus Go FWAP FWAP FWAP 21 July 2009 As the dawn was breaking ahead of us (myself and two guys from my shared taxi)…
Day 198: The Approach17 July 2009Wahwahweewah. Friday! Are we still at sea? It would appear so. No sign of Dakar yet, but the GPS was insisting it was less than…
Day 194: Ray The Ray13 July 2009Wow! I can honestly say that I have never seen anything like this before. There was not one iota of a smidgin of a…
Day 190: On The Beach 9 July 2009 Perhaps I should have mentioned this before – Val, the guy who was ‘helping’ me last week is now demanding that I…
Well, as predicted, the Micau didn’t leave. Christ, they must be running out of excuses now. Maybe a black cat crossed the path of the captain today, or the boatswain…
Day 185: Amazing News!!! 4 July 2009 A couple of weeks ago, I met an American girl named Callie Flood, who was ex-peace corps. After running into her again today…
Day 182: We Are Nowhere And It's Now 1 July 2009 One thing that Café Sophia is good for, is meeting people. Possibly because there is nowhere else in Praia…
Day 176: The Apology25 June 2009This is getting beyond a joke. Today was spent in a frantic state of despair as the Micau actually came into port (amazingly). I was…