“Oi! Kelv, you missed a week!” “Eh? What? Ah, yes. You’re right. I missed a week.” We missed a week in many ways. The 12 hour flight back to London from Colombo was an out of body experience. Before take-off all the blinds are dropped, and the cabin remained in near darkness for the whole […]
The Beach. Sri Lanka. Part 2.
The Beach. I’ll never be good at beach holidays. I love the sea. I care less for the beach, especially when it’s crazy hot. Porthleven in May – that’s my kind of place. That said, as the days slip by at our sandy paradise, I admit that I’m beginning to enjoy it. All around us […]
Sri Lanka.
Noise Grinding steel. Cutting concrete. Cawing crows. Screeching parakeets. The distant boom of a bittern. Tiny frogs’ tropical croaks. The tri-tone horn of the Lanka Ashok Leyland bus. Crows. So many crows. Dogs barking at monkeys, monkeys screeching at dogs. Cicadas in the background. Always. Hoopoes. Traffic, more traffic, more traffic. A scurry in the […]
Another night with eagles.
We left you at Piñeres, a little mountain car park, where over the ridge the vultures and eagles soar. It was too good to leave. The clean air, crisp in the mornings, warm through the day. The near silent night. The comings and goings of day walkers, vans and pilgrims (there are plenty of pilgrim […]
Vultures and culture.
We left you last week in tiny St Vincent having toured the area around the wine capital of Haro. It had been festivals all the way. Time for a change of scenery. Being Sunday it was only right that we visited a few churches – talking about every one would be boring, although visiting them […]
6051. Pintxos y Rioja
Eight weeks since the last mini tour. So much has changed, yet everything stays the same. Now we are two. Our gorgeous fluffball companion of so many trips made her final Channel crossing on 1 July. Polly. We miss you every day. Plymouth. Leaving England via Plymouth makes everywhere else seem glamorous. We’re among the […]