Sunday 22 May 2016 A comfortable 14h 40min flight landed us in San Francisco. US immigration recently introduced fast access with passport scanners like the ones we have had in NZ for several years. Sylvia slipped through with ease on her US passport. I was thinking maybe third time lucky but not so… my ticket gets the […]
Monday 16 May Arriving at 7am after the 11.5 hour flight from London, Sylvia headed for the rather dingy Cathay arrivals lounge where she spent the day waiting for her connecting flight to NZ. I jumped the speedy airport express and in 30mins was in a taxi heading to long time friend Pat’s place. Taxis […]
Friday 13 May Hotel Mercure in the town of La Grande Motte was in keeping with the town “old and ugly”. Having cooked our way through the night I asked the guy on reception if they could take a look at the aircon. “Air conditioning either all on or all off” came the reply. “Not […]
Tuesday 10 May A stroll around Metz revealed a solid beauty. This place was kicked off by a bunch of Celtics some three thousand years ago. The Romans rocked up in 52BC and made it one of the biggest and most prosperous cities in the region. It became part of France in the mid-1600s. […]
Friday 6 May 2016 Arriving in London via Hong Kong, after 24 hours 25 minutes in the air, we took the 15 minute ride on the Heathrow Express to Paddington station. A lady dismounting the train wasn’t quite fast enough! Her bag was still inside as the door closed with just the handle protruding from […]
Monday 29 February A morning stroll around Corozal revealed a lovely sun rise as I left the “in need of tlc” Blue Iguana. The town is supposed to have some grand old buildings; in ten kms of walking I only discovered mainly old buildings, dirty streets and a pretty run down town. After breakfast we […]
Wednesday 24 February Yesterday at Tikal a lady called Fiona, from Scotland, had told me about the ATM (Actun Tunichil Muknal) caves in Belize near San Ignacio. AJ and Cam decided to head through to Caye Caulker as planned on the 7:30am bus. I had to catch the 4am bus to the border, then taxi […]
Thursday 18 February The morning stroll revealed lots of building work going on around San Pedro, a town of around eleven thousand. The tricycle motor taxis buzzed the narrow and in some places very steep streets – most too narrow to drive a car through. At the top of town a lady very kindly let me […]
Sunday 14 February After breakfast at Hostal Guatifriends we caught the red bus into the city centre. The red bus is one of the roughest I have ever ridden. The mounts are broken on some seats, the back door hasn’t closed properly, and its general state is rough. I stroll through one of the local […]
Sunday 7 February A short stroll through the square and down the hill to the waterfront revealed clean streets surrounded by rougher buildings than previously seen in Cuban cities. Against the polluted water was a tidy area. A woman was sweeping the promenade with what looked like a witch’s broom. After a good breakfast […]