A blog for my brother – who believes I never go “anywhere f*&%ing nice”
Zanzibar. Is there anywhere in the world that sounds more exotic? I almost can’t say the name without languidly draping an arm out to one side, as though holding an imaginary cocktail. Just say it out loud–Zanz-ibahhhh. You don’t so much pronounce it as longingly sigh it. Zanzibar. Conjures up visions of white sandy beaches, ludicrously blue water, palm trees, … Continue Reading →
Ah, the Ngorongoro Crater *gazes wistfully into the middle distance* I confess, Jarrod, in the lead up this Africa trip I had no idea what to expect from the Ngorongoro Crater, and even less idea how to actually pronounce it. Is it a soft Ng like the Vietnamese surname? (Which I for some reason I still cannot enunciate without tilting … Continue Reading →
Hello again, Jarrod and friends! You’re right, it has been a while. But after a six month hiatus from travel blogging I’m back, and to atone for my absence, I’ve created the blogging equivalent of self-flagellation. I’ve done an eight week overlanding trip across Africa. My journaling whilst there? Patchy at best. Committed to sharing but struggling +++ with recalling details. This … Continue Reading →