Day 363: First Catch Your Jerk
Today we hit land in fortress Saudi, possibly the most difficult country in the world to pop in for a quick visit. It was a great sunset as we came…
Days 361 to 362: The Red Sea
3am phone calls are not my favourite form of wake-up call. When I picked up the phone it somehow integrated it into my dream so much that I assumed it…
Day 309: The DAL Madagascar
The guys from next door came over for a farewell breakfast, which kind of spilled over to a farewell elevenses and then a farewell lunch. In fact, before I left,…
Day 306: The Reunion in Réunion
Finally free of the good ship Trochetia (at least for a while) I made my way from La Port to St. Denis and caught the number 6 bus towards Mickael's…
Day 305: The Hangover
Urgh. What a stupid idea THAT was. I woke up at 3pm, realising instantly that at 3pm, I'm supposed to be on board the Trochetia for the trip back to…
Day 304: Drink Your Way Around The World
I stepped off the Trochetia and into country 124 feeling marvelously, marvelous about this turn of events. Simply put, I couldn't have done this any faster. Considering that I only…
Day 303: Et Voila!
The Trochetia is great. It makes me sick every time that I think of the Shissiwani II costing me a comparable sum of money for three nights of hell, sleeping…
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 301: Welcome To Lemurland
Lemurs are one of my favourite animals on Earth. A primate, cut off from his cousins in Africa and Asia for over fifty million years, they are undoubtedly the cutest…
Day 299: It’s A Mad Mad Madagascar
Yesterday passed with the graceful ebb and flow of the waves, and I am slowly coming to appreciate the grandeur to life on the deep blue. I spent most of…