Days 451-452: Movin’ On Up
27.03.10-28.03.10: Woke up at Baha’s flat wondering if anybody got the number of the truck that hit me before stumbling back to Fred’s. Her mate in Samakand (down south) had…
Day 389: A Blizzard In Beirut
24.01.10: Before you could say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, I was on the coach heading to the Lebanese border. Again, Lebanon has a bit of a bad rap when it comes to popular…
Day 375: Odyssey Again
Here's what you need to do to get a visa for Sudan:Have two hours sleepTaxi to Sudanese EmbassyQueue up at the windowBe told to get a letter from own embassyGo…
Day 310: Slight Return
So by a bizarre set of coincidences, I find myself back in Mauritius. That's okay – the last time that I came here, I actually left with a profit. This…
Day 308: Vans Across The World
My poor old Vans. Used, abused, stuck to my feet for over 300 days of constant toil and hardship and now imbued with a smell that could only be described…
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 295: Moroni Planet
I was convinced that I'd be on this sticking hole of a boat until tomorrow morning. Imagine my relief when I went onto the bridge this afternoon to charge up…
Day 292: The Shissiwani II
Yesterday was spent creeping around Justine's apartment like a mouse. I think she's from Switzerland and I managed to get her to reveal that she worked for the government, but…
Day 277: The Nuns of Gaborone
Best blog entry title of The Odyssey? Up at 6am and down to the nearby service station where one goes to cadge a lift to the border. Was waiting until…
Day 276: A Break for the Border
A little water to help slacken my brain's outer membrane and I shook off my hangover. Andy and I compared notes from the previous evening, but both our notebooks draw…