Sat on the bed in our new Casa and waiting for Gemma to finish in the shower, I read about Trinidad. First I read about Trinidad in the Lonely Planet, then I read about Trinidad in the Rough Guide. Then I read some of ‘Death and the Penguin’ because that was what I was reading at the time, and then, as I heard the shower turn off I went back to the Lonely Planet and looked through the pictures of Trinidad so I can show my favourite ones to Gemma.
We hadn’t gone outside our room yet, all we’d seen of Trinidad so far was what our taxi driver had driven past; some cobbled streets and a few attractively run-down buildings. Oh, and our Casa was a beautiful high roofed colonial building with huge arches and climbing plants in the courtyards. So far it seemed pretty good. Read the rest of this entry
Well it’s been a while… so long in fact that when I tried to log in to post this I’d forgotten the address and title of the blog and had to ask my husband (that’s right, we’re well and truly wed now!) how to find it… oops. Read the rest of this entry
Hey there, it’s been a long time! Well, we’ve been on honeymoon to Cuba so….. IT’S TIM AND GEMMA’S VIDEO BLOG IT’S TIM AND GEMMA’S VIDEO BLOG!!!! Read the rest of this entry
As you know I like lists, sometimes I write them just for fun. This one, though, is one of the useful ones.
The ultimate multi-sex list: Read the rest of this entry
In my post about crossing the border, I said we intended to get the train from Gorakpur to Varanasi. As I left it we were on a bus heading for the train station driving through villages and jasmine fields. Four hours later we arrived at the train station.
In the ticket hall there were hundreds of people sleeping on the floor with about 10 windows lining each end of the room. After much walking around asking many important looking people, we were eventually assured there were no trains until four in the morning and we might as well get a bus as we’d be there sooner. Read the rest of this entry
Today we walked in an upwards trajectory of about 85%. At a speed which can only be considered as challenging. In a temperature that is better described as bloomin’ hot. It was hard.
We’d already met our guide, Druga, in Kathmandu, during a jet-lag fuelled day of booking our whole Nepal trip in one foul swoop. We paid £500 for 2x Everest mountain flight, a three day trek including transport to and from Pokhara, guide, food and accommodation for both of us and a three day jungle trip for two including meals, accommodation, activities and all transport up until the Indian border. Phew. Read the rest of this entry
I was reading this blog post on Bootsnall.com and it got me thinking… why do I want to travel? To spend hours and days on sweaty public transport, to live out of a bag in grotty guesthouses with cold showers, holes in the ground for toilets and no proper towels and duvets – why do I do this? Read the rest of this entry