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Unannounced Delays
... now Libya that was making the headlines. The uprising had already started while I was in the airport and my flight back to London had been amongst the very last to leave. Only a few hours later and I'd have been in Libya for rather longer than a short break.
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Ruins, Medinas and Teahouses
... narrow lanes around this photogenic arch. You can even buy Libya tourist t-shirts at the solitary souvenir shop. I couldn't find the old French Consulate building and nobody seemed to be around at the old British Consulate when I wandered in, but the architecturally similar House of Yusuf Karamanli was open to the public. The atmospheric Ottoman mansion was full of enthusiastic children exhibiting their art work. I was warmly welcomed in and shown around the ...
Feelass of Power
... for him to meet us. Jamal sat us down at a table, bought us coffee, and proceeded to make polite conversation. It seemed to have been assumed that he was going to be my guide. Knowing that the guides charged so much, I thought I'd better bring up the subject of money before we began and rather foolishly agreed to his lowest rate without bargaining harder (they will often make out that it is compulsory to have a guide in Libya when this isn't always true).
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Riots amd Kebabs
... cosmopolitan city. I had half hoped to find myself wandering through exotic, incense scented bazaars, while be-robed and turbaned Arab tribesman tempted me with their exotic offerings. Instead, I bought a kebab off some bloke in a shell suit. Having said that, it was an exceptionally tasty kebab; overflowing with grilled lamb and vegetables, and French fries. Fat women in burkas tried to push in front of me, in the busy queue, so I edged forward to block the ...
Oburoni Bye Bye
Twas a few nights before Christmas and all through the house,
everything was stirring, children, goats, chickens and probably a mouse.
Itunes shuffle, out of 4903 songs, decided to play N*Sync Christmas, which made me a little sad and also lead to Micheal Buble Christmas and of course a little Kenny G. Who knew I'd be nostalgic among rasta music, dust storms, unbearable heat and a lonely room.
My last 12 days in Ghana.
Spent one day in Kokrobite playing music ...


