Zliten Hotel

City Centre, Zliten Zliten, Libya

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Unannounced Delays

A travel blog entry by tomcoote

... would now be leaving. I rushed to catch my flight to London, and escape the grimly overcrowded airport.

Only a few hours after leaving Tripoli, I was glad to find that everything was safe and secure and as it should be in my flat. Even the plants had survived. I turned on the television and tuned into the news only to find that ...

Tripoli : A quelques heures du début de la révolut

A travel blog entry by surledep

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... L’hôtel est dans le quartier des grossistes en fringue made in China ou India. Il y a une sorte de marché couvert où on trouve le poisson, la viande (surtout des abats), des animaux de compagnie, des fruits et légumes (ici, les radis viennent de Tchernobyl, ils sont quasiment aussi gros qu’une petite poire…)

Tu commences à te perdre un peu dans les ruelles qui ont gardé un aspect ancien. Tu dois ramener des cartouches de clopes, le problème est que ...

Ruins, Medinas and Teahouses

A travel blog entry by tomcoote

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... 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

A travel blog entry by tomcoote

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... scenery, and some of the greatest historic sites in the whole of the Mediterranean, how could it not?

We picked our way through the remains of the grand forum that Septimus Severus constructed at the time of Leptis Magna's greatest prominence, and carried on through the ruins towards the ancient docks that Severus had also extensively rebuilt. The natural harbour had always had a tendency to silt up but these 'improvements' had made it far worse. The ...

Riots amd Kebabs

A travel blog entry by tomcoote

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... to be given my proper visa. I seemed to be the only passenger on my flight from Gatwick, that wasn't just switching planes in Tripoli on the way to a variety of destinations in (mainly) West Africa. I had opted to pay another 10 Euros to be picked up at the airport by a driver from the hotel, and sure enough, as soon as I walked through customs (with minimal fuss), there he was, holding up my name on a piece of cardboard. I couldn't believe how easy it had ...