Travel Blogs from Torquay
... where she and Craig used
to live in Lacey Green before moving to York. We had googled it but
it was good to actually see it.
collected us for dinner with her parents, and her sister Christine
who had flown in from Switzerland that afternoon with her two year
old son Jasper – a bright, lively little fellow with an infectious
smile and laugh. Christine's husband Paul was to arrive the next
... By the time we got back to The Coach House, the Rudolph children were all returning from their various outings to cricket and Guy had retuned from his Board meeting in Amsterdam. We had a lovely dinner and Guy introduced Pete to Armagnac. Luckily that took the edge off watch us lose 2 Americas Cup races (sigh). Although it did increase his ranting a bit. He is not feeling so flash this morning ...
... not that I'm wanting it to fly by! As the coach pulled away leaving my family stood there waving, behind their sunglasses which were hiding the tears, it dawned on me. I'm off. I'm on my way to Asia. Alone. The excitement is slowly building and it's starting to feel real! This time tomorrow I'll be backpacking in the Middle East commencing this long awaited adventure! ...
The next morning Shane went into work and we got up late. After lunch Shane took us up to a part of his old farm where he still owned a game reserve. About 2000 acres set aside solely for animals. This used to be a good business as hunters would pay large amounts of money to go on hunting camps. Now lots of the game had been poached, the fence has been pulled down and stolen.
... if you are ever there. The falls were amazing and we flew low enough to see people walking along the Zimbabwe side and others swimming at the top on the Zambian side (must of had a death wish or been adrenalin junkies!). After we landed we went for a walk around the falls viewing it from the edge of the Zimbabwean cliffs. Although it was the dry season the amount of water coming over was staggering. The spray thrown up the 200 foot cliffs got us wet. ...