Since the itinerary is basically two days at sea and one day anchored off Airlie Beach, I had envisioned lounging in a deck chair, sustained by a healthy diet of hamburgers and ice-creams when I was too lazy to drag myself back to the buffet.
I’ve learned that every visitor to Canada wants to see a bear. They just don’t want to see one when they’re walking on a lonely trail through the woods.
“These airport lounges are just too comfortable”.
When I hear these words, I look around to see if I can catch a glimpse of this obviously over privileged traveller. Then – I realise with horror that – it was me!
I only have two jobs when we travel – well, I reckon one out of two really isn’t that bad
There are three kinds of logic I don’t understand. They are, of course, the logic of the guy in Pittsburgh who believes he is a dog – governments – and my darling wife. Actually, I sort of understand the dog guy, but the other two are a constant mystery. As you may know, after two years of…
A wise man once said, “you only travel as far as you wish to go.” His wife said, “unless I decide otherwise.”
Travelling or staying with family and friends is always a mix of the good, the bad, and the occasional bizarre. We’re pretty convinced that the good outweighs the bad, but maybe that’s just because we choose good friends. The bizarre? Well, that’s probably just our normal
We feel we’ve somehow stepped into a scene from an old Humphrey Bogart movie – the cheap wooden chairs, overhead fans that do little to dispel the cloying tropical heat, and the three rows of sombre looking guys in military uniforms
There ain’t much travel happening these days, so I’m taking the opportunity to write up my accounts of trips long past – back when I thought a blog was a fallen tree in Transylvania.
This blog is a bit different from my usual postings – in particular, it’s all true. It’s a bit long, so continue reading if you’re interested.
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