After Panama City, where we spent only one night, and a brief stay in Bocas del Toro (which was flooded with rain and had little to offer under the circumstances except raucous parties), we hot-footed it through Costa Rica (again stopping over for just a night) to Nicaragua. This was to be one of my favourite countries of the trip and definitely my favourite in Central America.
I didn’t have many expectations of the place, having done very little in the way of research and planning. Everything by this point was a bit of a rush – overwhelming actually – as we were manically trying to decide how to best make the most of the eight or nine weeks we had left in which to travel the considerable distance up to Mexico City (preferably solely by land). Knowing we couldn’t possibly see everything on offer on the way, we had…
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We are pretty much done with shopping over the last 2 days. We had late breakfast at Basiroh while waiting for my delivery. Quite a breakfast or rather brunch we had beef noodles and big karipap with hot Vietnam coffee. We also bought 2 boxes of Vietnam coffee which we later found out more expensive than at the market.
My parcel was left at the reception. During the injury time shopping yesterday I measured up for 2 pair of trousers and a suit of baju Melayu Johor of cotton linen. The trousers was usd31 each while baju Melayu I got it for usd45, all done in less than 24hr. I must say the workmanship was as good as any tailor you can get but it is astonishingly good deals that you can get it cheaper and faster in Vietnam. When I am done trying the dress we rushed to the market…
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Cao Dai Temple outside Ho Chi Minh
Cao Dai Temple outside Ho Chi Minh
December 25, 2012 was kept very secularist, suckers. No garland, no presents, the only fat man I encountered was the one sitting next to me. And let me tell you, the only acceptable fat person is John Goodman.
But getting back to the blog at hand…
Christmas Day, I was on a plane. The husband was gnawing on a cheese platter in the seat next to me and there was some movie playing where Ashton Kutcher wears the same pair of pajamas in every damn scene.
In a spur of the moment decision, the husband and I decided to eschew the typical “family” Christmas plans and book a trip to Ireland. I am now a world traveler. I’ve never been overseas before and I now realize there are two phrases that should always be uttered on overseas vacations: Emilio Estevez and the perfect storm.
No relation between the two.
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The Zambia National Academy of Space Research is not perhaps as well known as NASA. It’s failure to put anyone on the moon, entirely down to the United Nations refusal to lend them $700 million and the pregnancy of it’s one and only potential cosmonaut.
Cristina De Middel attempts to make more of us aware of the whole subject of African space travel with her retro series based on the failed Zambian space program of the mid sixties.
The pictures are some of the more memorable I’ve seen recently but then with a subject like that how could you possibly fail.
I can break it down by location in what my favorite things to do were, but I thought I’d make an all encompassing one of my favorites from where I’ve been so far. In general, these are things I really enjoyed, for whatever reason, that were an tour-arranged-activity sort of deal. I’ve only taken a few, as sometimes I’ll just wander around, but these are my definite favorites, if only for experience and what I learned.
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Well I am getting close to the end of our visit in Kalabo.
I got up early on Tuesday morning and made scrambled eggs with cheese and let Carl have a bit of a sleep in. You have to remember that we have not had coffee for 3 days now.
Then we all sat in front of our chalet and I explained what all of the medical supplies were for. Advil night time, advil cold & sinus, regular advil, etc.
Mualuka then said that Dominic wanted us to come to there chalet as he had something to say and here is what he said.
What more can I say?
I was trying very hard not to get emotional on this trip.
I felt good because I had accomplished what we had set out to do. I do wish though that we had talked more. It was a busy trip as…
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