Somehow we managed to get our tents up last night, regaled by hippos grunting in the darkness. The soundtrack for […]
Leopards Hill Road
Now, I like close-harmony singing as much as the next man. But at 5.30 in the morning, blasting out through […]
Actually Zambia
The sun is going down behind us and the trees are dropping thick seed pods like curls of bark which […]
Zambia
No this isn’t Zambia. What gave you that idea? No, this is the car park of the Premier Inn at […]
Homeward bound
We have just taken off from Salalah and the desert is dissolving into a misty haze below us. As we […]
Stephen Fry is innocent
Oman is dark at 6pm and gets light at 6am so we’ve been early to bed and early to rise […]
Thwarted by Stephen Fry.
The wind got up overnight. Sharp gusts that rattled the tent before everything became perfectly still again. Then another gust, […]
The Empty Quarter
This is the day that I have been waking up at five in the morning and thinking about for months. […]
Salalah
The Indian managers were distraught that we didn’t stay for Breakfast. “You REALLY don’t need to leave now…stay for twenty […]
It’s all going swimmingly
As we were getting into our sleeping bags last night Philippa popped out to er, powder her nose, and there […]
The Magic Bus 