I’m a backpacker at heart: I take dusty trains across far off landscapes, I dash through metro stations, walk along ancient cobbled streets looking for tucked away accommodation, ride questionable buses on questionable roads, I stay in dorms, in hostels! I didn’t think I could work...
Post Travel Depression, Going home after any trip is hard, the longer the adventure, the more traumatic the return. I’ve been giving this a lot of thought lately, discussing it with a friends who have recently returned or are soon too. It seems to be...
Later that evening we left Cairo, to return in a few days, and took the night train to Aswan…. We arrived in Aswan and had booked into our hotel by midday. From our side balcony we could see the Nile and the felucca touts bothering...
I woke to find the sun had come up on a new day. It was 6.30 am, we had arrived at Nuweiba, Egypt. The ferry took ages to dock at Nuweiba ferry port but once we were off we were waved through customs and the...
By the following evening we were sipping fresh orange and carrot juice on the busy streets of Amman… It was an easy and comfortable bus journey from Damascus to Amman. We shared the bus with some very well-behaved Jordanian school boys in football strips and...
And so we found ourselves in one of the oldest, continually inhabited cities in the world, Damascus… Damascus is one of those places which is at the same time both real and mythical. It is a place which crops up in the Bible as well...
Now the adventure really began, we had arrived in Syria…… So I’ll pick up where I left off: Travelling from Istanbul to Aleppo on the Toros Express Train. We had crossed the Turkey/Syria border with no problem. We hadn’t even had to leave the train,...
In January 2008 we embarked on a grand adventure around the globe, a trip that would see us to far off lands and the exotic places I dreamed of. In any trip you have to begin somewhere, we chose Istanbul, on the edge of Europe....
