It was the 1950’s and I was perhaps 7. A simple drawing of a traditional Samoan thatched cottage in my primary school Social Studies book must have been my first real introduction to any concept of a world outside my own environment. It seemed so exotic and the effect of that tantalising little glimpse has never really left me.
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CENTRAL AUSTRALIA GETAWAY
Touchdown at Alice Springs airport not only gave us the novelty of an Immigration-like State border check-in but provided an eye widening and sobering reminder of the state of travel in Covid Times with 140 aircraft from all over the globe languishing in the desert air awaiting the call back to duty. October pretty much … Continue reading CENTRAL AUSTRALIA GETAWAY
Road to Kabul – Afghanistan 1976
For the last half hour or so it took us to get into Kabul, we sat in silence. The engine roar of the police truck, along with the circumstances that had put us into the back of the truck, made talking seem superfluous. I was sitting at the tailgate, Afghan Police in the cabin and … Continue reading Road to Kabul – Afghanistan 1976
Borders Never Forgotten
The man was unshaven, scruffily dressed and the large bulge in his back pocket was unmistakably a handgun. He was asking in Spanish for our passports – we had just cunningly concealed them under the mattress.
Cirali, Olympos and the Chimaera, Turkey
Our breakfast waiter is from Turkmenistan so we brush up on some basic Russian. Nice to be able to say Good morning. More importantly, I want my coffe after I have finished eating. Serving tea or coffee immediately is the thing here so I learn the word for “Later” in Russian which is pretty much … Continue reading Cirali, Olympos and the Chimaera, Turkey
Lorna On The Loose 