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Casablanca, a trumpet player and a narrowly missed love bite from a sleazy Moroccan

January 18, 2015

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The next day after three hours of battling with the internet after brekkie I finally managed to send the voice files to London. I jumped in a cab and raced to the train station to get to Casablanca. I had heard from a number of people that it was not a very nice city but […]

Bali – fat Russians and a pink wig

November 19, 2014

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The Northerner described Kuta to me as “Satan’s armpit”. I’m here with Scrat and it really isn’t that bad. Probably because it is off season. We’ve spent two days enjoying the sun, scoffing great grub, street food from the night market as well as visiting a spit-and-saw-dust joint with some of the best seafood I’ve […]

New friends and no hangover – Day 48/49

April 21, 2012

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This morning I got back to my hostel at 0340. Yes, Tanna had been on the town san alcohol. Rehydrated from four bottles of water, a ginger beer and two pineapple juices, I had met some people at the Red Chilli hostel who had cajoled me into coming out. After the day I had, I […]

Pass the salt

March 22, 2011

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Today I have the hangover from hell. I took Luton boy out to celebrate his birthday yesterday and after several afternoon pints we were joined by my dear friend from Ireland, Mr D, who just happened to be in London. Why is it always the impromptu meet-ups that get you into trouble? I used to […]