Day 601: I Feel My Luck Could Change
26.08.10: Today started with a bit of a disaster when I awoke to find that my new laptop, Sony Jim, that I had cunningly placed between me and the wall…
Day 600: Bad Day At Black Rock
25.08.10 SIX HUNDRED DAYS ON THE ROAD!! Do I win a fiver? And so the train pulled into Calcutta’s Howrah train station around 11am. The plan was to head to…
Day 599: Chai Chai Chai
24.08.10: Bright and early for the 27 hour train journey to Calcutta and it was indeed sweet to be back on a train again after the horror that is an…
Day 598: Never The Twain
23.08.10: Arrived in the town of Salem at some disgraceful hour of the morning – it wasn’t even light yet. The bus was an old rust bucket held together with…
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,…
Days 190 to 193: The Great Escape
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…
Day 130: Deal or No Deal?
So I missed the ferry back with Laura, I had shelled out for a cabin and everything. Having a relaxing night on the boat before saying our farewells over an…
Day 129: Close But No Cigar
Again we were up at the crack, I said my farewells to Laura and shoved her on a Louage back up to Tunis (or at least I thought I did).…
Day 128: Interdit!
Laura and I hauled ourselves out of bed as early as we could and jumped a taxi for the short ride to the Algerian border. Now, if this was anything…
Day 127: Like A Man Possessed
The ferry to Tunisia was supposed to leave at 8am, so Laura and I dragged our asses to the port for 7am. The ferry didn't arrive until 8am. By 10.30am,…