Days 1,244-1,248: The War At Sea
Mon 28.05.12 – Fri 01.06.12: There’s a war going on. Did anyone tell you? Bet they didn’t. The UN wouldn’t tell you, because then they
Day 1,249: Why I’m Not A Republican
Sat 02.06.12: Today marked the start of the 4-day Diamond Jubilee celebrating Queen Elizabeth II’s 60th year as Head of State of The United Kingdom,
Days 1,251-1,257: The Isle of Serendipity
Mon 04.06.12 – Sun 10.06.12: AT LAST! COUNTRY NUMBER 198! And in the grand tradition of saving the best till last, it is my duty
Days 1,258-1,264: Arrack Attack!
Mon 11.06.12 – Sun 17.06.12: After a quiet weekend in Negombo, I found myself in a bit of a rut. I wanted to go and
Days 1,265-1,271: The Long and Shorts of It
Mon 18.06.12 – Sun 24.06.12: After returning to Negombo late on Sunday night, things were looking good. The ship leaving this weekend was going to
Days 1,272-1,276: The Cultural Triangle
Mon 25.06.12 – Fri 29.06.12: And so it came to pass that Monday morning involved waking up with a monster can’t-believe-we-lost-on-penalties-AGAIN!!! hangover and as I
Days 1,277-1,278: The Ministry of Crab
Sat 30.06.12 – Sun 01.07.12: You know that the dates and the time I’ve spent in Sri Lanka tally pretty much exactly with that of
Days 1,279-1,281: That Sinking Feeling
Mon 02.07.12 – Wed 04.07.12: Anita offered me her couch to crash out on, but by couch I mean ‘one of the three bedrooms in
Day 1,282: It’s Not Dark Yet
Thu 05.07.12: The morning after the night before I jumped on the internet to find THE EMAIL. The email I had been waiting for, the
Day 1,290: Odysseus Amongst The Sirens
Fri 13.07.12: In Homer’s Odyssey, our wily hero Odysseus had his men tie him to the ship’s mast so he could hear the Siren’s song
Day 1,300: Okay, Time Out!
Mon 23.07.12: There is no chance of me getting on board a cargo ship from Sri Lanka to Maldives. This is a rather unique situation
Day 1,302: So Then…
Wed 25.07.12: Another hiatus. I hope you don’t see this as cheating. As I did in Wewak, Papua New Guinea, I will be returning to
Day 1,319: The Last Refuge of a Scoundrel
Sat 11.08.12: They say that patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel. I don’t necessarily believe that. I think home is the last refuge
Day 1,338: We’ll Always Have Paris
30.08.12: Let me just say this: I have the best mates anyone could ever hope for. Within 5 hours of my arrival on Saturday 11
Day 1,351: High Flying Birds
12.09.12: So the last two weeks have not been particularly merry ones. But, on the bright side, I’ve been able to spend time with my
Day 1,363: I Am Not A Number
24.09.12: Just before I jumped the train back to Liverpool, I met up with my top mates Dan and Stan for a swift half around
Day 1,364: The Measure of a Man
Tue 25.09.12: I can’t enthuse about these last six weeks enough. I’d be a fool to pretend that everything was rosy in my personal life:
Day 1,365: Now, Voyager…
Wed 26.09.12: And so back to Sri Lanka. Exactly one year TO THE DAY that I rebooted The Odyssey Expedition in Wewak, Papua New Guinea.
Day 1,367: Throw Yourself At The Tide
Fri 28.10.12: Shaking off the inevitable hangover, much like a dog shaking itself dry after a paddle in the stream, I headed back over to
Day 1,369: Amelia’s Final Farewell
Sun 30.09.12: “Raggedy Man: Goodbye.” So there’s me, on the beach in Unawatuna, watching Doctor Who on my laptop and sobbing LIKE A LITTLE GIRL.
Day 1,371: Icarus, Not Daedalus
Tue 02.10.12 My incredible plan for Sunday night was stay up all night drinking and partying at Chili’s Bar in Unawatuna. Then I was to
Day 1,374: The Last Roll of the Die
Fri 05.10.12: Steam shooting out my ears, I spent the remainder of the afternoon writing passive (aggressive) emails to every shipping company operating out of
Day 1,379: No Surprises, Please
Thu 11.10.12: With confirmation from the owners, charterers, agents, customs, immigration, the international war-crimes tribunal in The Hague and the ghost of Jimmy Stewart, the