Day 384: Am I Still Here?
19.01.10: Dammit – I should have left Egypt on Saturday morning. Instead, here I am three days later still in Cairo. I woke up at noon and decided it was…
Day 382: The Pyramid Scheme
I was planning to be at the Jordanian Embassy first thing in the morning, but you know what I'm like by now and after going to sleep around 5am, I…
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 367: Brookes Was Here
To say that our hotel in Hurghada was a bit lousy would probably do insult to lousy hotels. My general dislike for large-scale tourist hotels was not helped by the…
Day 365: We’re Here
Egypt. Ground Zero. My first backpacking adventure was in Egypt ten years ago, an adventure which introduced me to the joys of backpacking, the love of deserts and the open…
Day 355: Mr Stanley, I Presume
Woke up on the bus, which had come to a halt sometime earlier in downtown Nairobbery. It was 5am as I staggered into a taxi and asked the driver to…
Day 316: U-Turn
Cuba. Cape Verde. Sao Tome and now the Seychelles – why do they have to make it so damn difficult to visit these islands on a boat? The Outer Islands…
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 285: The Lilongwe Round
Ah, well you see it's like this: I've been kicking myself (literally, you want to see the whelks on my ass) about Algeria and Libya. Not because Libya sounds like…
Day 280: …And Nothing But The Tooth
Being a massive four months behind schedule now, I don't really have time for dossing about, but today I really needed to get things done. Jeans and teeth where the…