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Category Archives: Travels
A Shrunken Head and Sexy Volcanoes
14/12/2004. Ecuador 2. After an early rise we trudge up a mountain path through the tropical forest and I stop to record my first Tanager and Toucan. There are birds everywhere and I’m so excited I don’t know where to look … Continue reading
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Tagged Cuicocha Lake, Ecuador, Inca costume, Machachi, Otavalo market, pan pipes, Peguche, shrunken head, volcanoes
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Humming Birds, so Tiny
Oh the joys of technology! At last I have unearthed some pictures of Ecuador and the Galapagos Islands from the depths of my portable hard drive. Come back with me to 2004, and enjoy the experience! It is Sunday 12th December, … Continue reading
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Tagged Ecuador, humming birds, Mindo, mot mot, owl butterfly, Quito, Virgin of Quito
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Everything Is a Bit of a Blur
I am taking you back for one moment to October 2010. Everything is a bit of a blur after we experience the wonders of Petra, and I am very tired. The old body is not keeping up with the mind, … Continue reading
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Tagged Amman, Basilica of the Annunciation, Hadrian's Arch, Hippodrome, Israel, Nymphaeum Fountain, South Theatre, St. Joseph's Church, Temple of Artemis, Temple of Zeus, The Citadel
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The Forgotten Village
5. Final Instalment. Resty Nankinja, born in Kabubbu, the “forgotten village”, was taken out of school when her father died in 1988 to help look after her younger siblings. Thinking to escape by getting a husband to look after her, she married … Continue reading
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Tagged Geraldine Booker, Great Blue Turaco, Kabubbu, Kabubbu Development Project, Kabubbu Tourist Resort, KDP, mission, Quicken Trust, Ross's Turaco, sponsorship, Turaco
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My Faith Fuel is All I Need
What a feisty, dedicated person is Geraldine! Walking between our three visits today, she accosts a group of men lounging outside what could be a beer hall. She clearly knows them and they return her greetings with broad smiles. One … Continue reading
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Tagged AIDS, colonialists, Kabubbu, Kabubbu Development Project, Uganda
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She is Quick to Praise
I’m beginning to get a picture of the sprawling, haphazard village of Kabubbu. Tall banana plants and healthy cassavas grow abundantly in this tropical Ugandan climate. It is very humid. My washing from last night is still not dry at … Continue reading
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Tagged absentee landlord, boda boda, Idi Amin, Kabubbu Development Project, Kenya, long-drop, mosquito nets, Uganda
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How Charity Does – or Doesn’t – Work in Africa
I feel shattered after a 5am start and seven hours’ travel. A smooth flight from Nairobi to Entebbe, then a slooow drive through crawling traffic for about one and a half hours through the sprawling outskirts of Kampala, much greener … Continue reading
DEVASTATION? NOT A BIT OF IT.
As far as the eye can see – earthworks, dozers, deep gashes in a disappeared hill. Or was it a mountain? It might have been a mountain for all I knew. Three forlorn palm trees stand along the far rim … Continue reading
Posted in Kenya, Travels
Tagged Base Titanium, Corporate Citizenship Award, Kenya, Kwale, mineral sands
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It Is As If I’ve Never Been Away
There’s no better way to get around Kenya than from Wilson Airport in Nairobi. My one-and-a-half-hour flight to the coast is painless and speedy. And all the more delightful when I pick up Ndege, their in-flight magazine, to find a review … Continue reading
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Tagged Al Shabaab, Diani Beach, Kenya, Madagascar, National Park, Ndege, Shimba Hills Reserve, Ukunda, Wilson Airport
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Unexplained Happenings in the House
A lovely peaceful day and two nights in Jackie’s home on the northern side of Lake Naivasha, in the Great Rift Valley. We used to enjoy many a day playing games of bridge, with breaks for lunch and tea when she lived … Continue reading