I listed a Top 5 Destinations from my travels around the world, but one spot I neglected to include was a pretty important one; home.
South East South Australia was home for 17 years and before moving to London I got the opportunity to spend a couple of weeks back there in the sun.
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A completely irresistible part of the world – my passport has no less than three visas for Vietnam from the past three years, and a couple of Kingdom of Cambodia stamps thrown in for good measure. The people, the food, the chaos!
Home to 1,325,639,982 people. I spent nine weeks in China starting in Hong Kong before doing a circuit of the country and leaving from Shanghai.
Bratislava to Sarajevo? Wasn’t it meant to be Bratislava to Thessaloniki? A cursory check that I had the right departure time before leaving the hostel for the airport alerted me to something that was very wrong. Suspends operations??? SkyEurope bankrupted, and around five hours before we were due to fly the fleet was grounded. So what to do?
There were other flight options to Thessaloniki, most involving connections in Germany or Athens, and none were cheap. The ‘cheap’ options consisted of waiting almost a week and catching a flight direct from …
A walk down a typically quiet street in the small town of Tokaj in North Eastern Hungary was terrifyingly interrupted just an hour ago, not by a loud polluting motorbike or car, but by an electric bike. Terrifying? Yes, as someone who was warned about the electric bikes in China last year and was dismissive I’m sure you too, the reader will be suspicious about the fear that a diminutive bike with a silent electric motor can inflict. China is filled with electric bicycles and scooters, and I mean filled. …
Three weeks ago I arrived in London weary and excited, and that’s where I pick up this blog from.
I envy travel writers that must make such perfect diary entries be it scrawled on a blank piece of newspaper, on a napkin at a restaurant, or neatly in their little laptop sitting on the cafe table. I just can’t keep up to be honest, between photographing, exploring, eating and just taking it in the blog has been left to sit idle. Which as it turns out is a bit slack as …
London; so far so good…
Air Asia flight D72008 to Stansted was early, and I’d slept like a baby with valium dabbed on the dummy. Though I initially found it all a bit chaotic to get a train to the terminal and then queue for about 20 minutes to get to Mr Immigration I was told by fellow travellers that it was a god-send compared to Heathrow, so I’ll take it as a positive.