Reports of my death are generally exaggerated

Reports of my death are greatly exaggerated - To paraphrase Mark Twain  But it was close! I’ve just had an amazing travel adventure. A 30 km dash followed by 5 days in bed. Ummm, in hospital. Typed on Gionny’s sickening Olivetti Lettera 22 View from my bed Boring Context For a few weeks I’d been experiencing an increasing shortness of breath. At first I attributed it to lack of...

One year of Travellingscrittori

Behind the scenes - let’s dig out some dirt This month is the first anniversary of our travel blog and we thought we'd take time to reflect on our endeavours.  It's also start to think about the new normal after Covid and our travel plans. We generally have a weekly editorial meeting with Gionny in Oz and David in Wales - plays hell with our beauty sleep - but this week we thought we'd...

HOTELS – love ‘em or hate them.

Typed on Gionny’s continuingly abhorrent Olivetti Lettera 22 Fawlty Towers would have been such fun to stay in. BUT only if Basil was there.By definition a hotel is an establishment providing accommodation, meals, and other services for travellers and tourists. They come in all shapes and sizes and cater for the rich and poor alike.  Love them or hate them they range from rich indulgence...

Excess Luggage

The art of travelling the world with seven kilos of gear. The days when I used to drag along my Panasonic Toughbook and my collection of CDs are long gone, but even after that, I was often guilty of overdoing my luggage, carrying way more stuff than necessary. Excess Luggage - Once I've discovered light weight laptop were not only a fashion item, I've never looked back to my Panasonic Toughbook....

Signs of the times.

Typed on Gionny’s maddeningly annoying Olivetti To rant or not to rant? It is impossible to travel anywhere without being confronted by street art, graffiti and advertising. They are often real works of art but sometimes they can be downright ugly and an assault on the senses. Then of course there are the countless signs or instructions extolling us to do this or do that. OR, conversely,...

Encore des faux pas

Typed on Gionny’s repulsive Olivetti Lettera 22 More foot in mouth adventures While writing our previous blog about embarrassments I realised there was not enough space for all my foot in mouth experiences. Here’s a few more. Now I’m beginning to think there maybe enough for a book – a very large book! Encore des faux pasNot an airport in Korea but a ferry in Guatemala – but then, what...

Embarrassments

Typed on Gionny’s bloody nauseating Olivetti Lettera 22 This quote was a response from a good friend of mine, to another, who only recently discovered I was writing a travel blog. One reason to retire is to avoid embarrassment – it hasn’t actually worked! Haven’t we all experienced embarrassing moments while travelling? Those toe curling moments when you realise the implications are so...

Travelling with Chickens

Typed on Gionny’s irksome Olivetti Lettera 22 I haven’t. I mean, I haven’t been drunk on a bus. Hung-over yes. “Mad Dogs and English Men Go Out in the Mid Day Sun,” Travelling with Chickens - An intriguing view of a shop in San Pedro Sula, Honduras, selling only loofahs. In a previous blog I referred to a shooting incident in a place called San Pedro Sula. I’d travelled from the...

The snake, a slippery character. Human or reptile?

Typed with Olivetti Lettera 22 This epistle has its genesis in, umm, Genesis. That would be 1:24 in the book of Genesis to be precise – and that would be in the bible for those still wondering what the hell I’m on about. Oh god, that’s the bit about that Almighty chappie making all the animals and things on day 6.     During my wayward life I’ve been confronted with a...

Three bodies and not a virus on site.

Now for something completely different. It’s so morbid and depressing to continually read about the trials and tribulations of Covid–19. So this week’s episode is going to concentrate on something far more positive and uplifting; funerals. Three bodies and not a virus on site. On my recent foray through Central America I was confronted with three different dead bodies. Admittedly they were...