Adventure travel is supposed to be … well …. an adventure and to some people that means taking a deep breath and saying to yourself over and over – “I am not scared of ….. (insert your particular paranoia here, be it spiders, heights, dying, falling, weird food) and I am absolutely going to do… Continue reading So you think you are brave…
Me! So no-one was more surprised than yours truly when I signed up for the Witch’s Rock Canopy Zip line tour in Costa Rica. Holy Cow! What was I thinking? This is definitely not the sort of activity for a girl who is allergic to adrenalin. But really – how can you go to Costa… Continue reading So who’s a scaredy cat?
No, really. Forget Stonehenge, Angkor Watt, the Parthenon, Pompeii … Yes I know that sounds like sacrilege but it’s true. Unless you have seen Ancient Egypt you ain’t seen nothing yet. How come you can visit tombs in the Valley of the Kings in lower Egypt where the paint is still fresh and vibrant looking… Continue reading You don`t know history
Junk – the word has bad connotations for North Americans – so the idea of spending a night on a junk in Ha Long Bay was received with mixed feelings. “Don’t worry”, said Huy our guide “You will have a soft mattress and a small private shower.” In fact what we had was a beautiful… Continue reading Junking in Vietnam
….. as in crossing that is. Our guide was very specific about instructions for negotiating the streets of Hanoi. “Always cross at the zebra crossing. Once you start crossing the street keep going but slowly. Do not run. Walk slowly so motorbikes will have a good chance to avoid hitting you.” Now that’s pretty good… Continue reading Zebras in Hanoi
There lies my suitcase – on the living room floor – and it’s packed. The remarkable thing about this is that it was packed a good 36 hours before I am due to leave the house and head for the airport. This must constitute a record. It is such an amazing occurrence it has been… Continue reading If this is Hanoi where are my tighty whities?
2.14 am …….I can’t believe I am camping out in a small two man tent in the middle of the African bush and there isn’t even a fence between us and them … the predators. How did I talk myself into this? Even more curious… how did I talk my sister into this. She hates spiders… Continue reading Insomnia in darkest Africa
“As you walk down these streets remember that you are walking the same streets as St Paul, St John and probably Mary, the mother of Jesus,” our guide told us as we walked into the ancient city of Ephesus. It was also the honeymoon choice for Cleopatra and Marc Anthony. Imagine that! Excavations continue on… Continue reading Flying carpets and Genuine Fake watches in Kusadasi
Now I feel sorry for the donkeys, don’t get me wrong. But I know where the mule part comes from and when you are negotiating a steep rocky path from the top of Santorini down to the ferry station everyone is fighting for territory. Maybe we should have taken the gondola – we did have… Continue reading Donkey fighting in Santorini
Despite being covered in tattoos and only having one tooth – Chris is truly the best taxi driver in Malta. We had decided not to take any of the shore excursions in Malta as this was a very special stop for myself and my sister. She was born there back in the 50’s (not sure… Continue reading Roots – Malta style