4years tooooo long

November 28, 2023

The blog is back.....back again! 4 years since I blogged or really travelled....well by myself I guess which is probably why I haven't blogged that and COVID....which feels.like an ancient memory.

Won't be long before it will seem like an unbelievable tale.

To be fair I have squeezed a few holidays, crazy trips in....mainly Sri Lanka and taking some very young women offshore to Bermuda, I tried to sail around the UK and then I got a proper job 😱

So I have taken myself to Zanzibar.....a bit random in coming about but as I find myself travelling alone again I realise why I blog, I don't have anyone to constantly annoy!

Not going to lie this blog will be some half truths or maybe lacking the aspect of my enjoyment but it's always more about the pictures and places......my appalling grammar and spelling than anything else 😜

I wibblied and wobbled my way through the first flight and as I looked out the window I remembered why I travel.....even alone

The world is simply an incredibly different, intriguing and beautiful place in so many unique ways and the view out the plane reminded me not to give up on life but to keep trying to go out and find the different parts, pieces, places out there. Never mind the view I have where I am writing this. Maybe one day I'll feel like I fit.

My first plane took me to a connection in Doha in Qatar....a place I have actually sailed into many a moon ago, under the Omani flag, and when you fly over it is an incredible sight and site of what humans can construct. The airport itself was so huge that the terminal I was in had a train overhead to help you get around along with the usual travalators.

It also had a distinct absence or cleverly hidden flight information boards, admittedly I was exceptionally tired but there was many a confused human walking in all directions randomly and the biggest queue at the information desk. Eventually I found a clever machine where I scanned my boarding card and it told me my gate, time to get there and it probably told me how to get there. However, in my tired and also slightly painful body, which had decided to inflate itself on the plane, I wandered off aimlessly trying to find 4 OB.....what a weird gate number.

It was only as I asked at gate Gate 4 where 4 OB was that I realized it was forty B 🤣.

After this I decided to head off for a leg and foot massage to see if it might help, before the next flight where I seem to inflate even more but did get some sleep.

Anyway I landed to 29C sunshine and my taxi driver waiting. Nervous passengers would probably have had a heart attack or cried all the way here.

The roads were either potholed chaos where crossroads were more a meeting of vehicles and the newly constructed roads but not quite finished were a game of high speed chicken with some curve ball cyclists or mopeds squeezing in-between, that somehow no one lost. The only road signs I saw were warning you about monkeys.