Day 514: Cyclic Redundancy Check
29.05.10: UAE: I arrived in Dubai at precisely three hours later than the bus company promised, but that just meant three hours more kip… which is never to be sniffed…
Day 513: Curse of the Black Pearl
28.05.10: So with a day to kill, Tracy and I headed out to the museum of Islamic Art. As I’ve mentioned before, with a pretty much outright ban in place…
Day 465: Breakfast Of Champions
10.04.10: In what has to be the most touching thing that’s happened to me in the last 16 months of traversing the globe, last night on the bus from Shiraz,…
Day 464: Persepolis
09.04.10: Last night’s taxi took me to the coach station and within minutes, I was hurtling down through the good night towards Shiraz near the Gulf. When I arrived in…
Day 454: Unpronounceabilistan
30.03.10: Wasn’t too happy when the guy from Vladivostok whom I was sharing the taxi with (and someone I thought was a friend) whipped out my passport and claimed I…
Day 449: The Great Game
25.03.10: The plan today was simple. Well, I thought it was. First up, visit the Kyrgyzstan Embassy and hand over my passport, while that visa is processing put my application…
Day 448: Paranoid? Who Said That?!
24.03.10: I woke to find the two guys that I was sharing a room with sitting on their beds staring at me like I had just dropped from space and…
Day 419: Roman Holiday
23.02.10: At some disastrously early hour, I was roused from my slumber by our rather impertinent arrival in Milan, which necessitated a change of buses. Didn’t get to see too…
Day 418: Paris When It Drizzles
22.02.10: Woke up at Stan’s gaff at some monstrously early hour, but Stan was good enough to not only make me a cup of tea, but to drive me to…
Day 402: Don’t Stop Believin’
06.02.10: The last two blogs aren't true. I just made them up. Sorry, it would have ruined the surprise. Here's what really happened... When I was in Cyprus last Tuesday,…