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... Another man, more nimble in appearances, took the bag from my back and loaded it into the hold. And then, with a hug and a kiss each for my anxious-looking parents and sister, I jumped aboard. This quick four hour journey would be the first, and probably comfiest, of many I would take over the next 14 months.
Destination: Chesterfield, via Cape Town. I had set myself the task of completing an anticlockwise loop round Africa without the assistance of ...
... sampled its delights, the time had come to move on.
Leaving behind the square, I marched with Roger out of the medieval medina towards the bus station in the Ville Nouvelle. We didn’t know to appreciate it then, but the coming twenty-six hour journey that would end in Dahklar, Western Sahara would be our last in air-conditioned comfort for perhaps two months. And one of only a handful where we were to have a seat each. The last also to run to a ...
... east-bound Senegalese roads north of The Gambia, meaning the river would need to be crossed. The chaos which confronted us as we stepped out of our taxi though sewed seeds of doubt in our minds as to whether our chosen route was a smart one.
Entrance to the three ticket windows was controlled by metal barriers that had been designed to shape the crowd of people attempting to reach them into one long and ordered human snake. The barriers did their ...
... br> Iraq
Cyprus was well represented, both North and South, there were a few independent hotels there offering discounts (only if you booked now though)
The UAE was represented by Abu Dhabi and Oman, Jordan (Jordan has some really good calendars, depicting all the tourists sites, I grabbed 2)
There was also a stand for the USA, with nearly all states being represented, I also ...
... adorning the ceiling. It is truly a marvel of engineering and artistic beauty; the feelings I felt are exactly the ones Wren and his fellow architects, craftsmen, and artists had in mind when they designed and built the cathedral.
After collecting myself and finishing the tour of the apse and the altars, we decided to head up into the Whispering Gallery--so called because any person whispering against the wall at any point around the gallery can be heard ...