Backpacking In The Seychelles: Top 22 Sights In Victoria, Mahe Island

Backpacking In The Seychelles🇸🇨: Top 22 Sights In Victoria, Mahe Island

“Come eat tomatoes with me” / “I’m Vicky, not Victoria” – (East Belfast’s) Vicky Everitt. Victoria isn’t your awe inspiring, roping you in capital city. It’s not the Oceanic Belfast of tomorrowyear nor the Seychellian Warszawa from yesteryear nor even the Victoria of Hong Kong in days gone 1997ly for a Burton. This Victoria however…

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Thirsty Thursdays: Bar Hopping on Mahe Island in The Seychelles

Thirsty Thursdays: Bar Hopping🍻on Mahe Island in The Seychelles🇸🇨

For about 4 years of this blog, my Thirsty Thursday series was regular, at one point I was doing a new one every week! Since depression kicked in during 2016, the posts may have been less often but I still have easily 500 Thirsty Thursday posts unwritten. They will never be written unless you find…

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Backpacking in The Seychelles: Staying At Le Château Bleu in Anse Aux Pins, Mahe Island

Backpacking in The Seychelles🇸🇨: Staying At Le Château Bleu🔵in Anse Aux Pins, Mahe Island

“I’m blue da ba dee da ba dai da ba Dee” – Eiffel 65. “Everything’s blue now, so lucky you” – The Lightning Seeds. Arrivation into the Seychelles wasn’t high and mighty even though this was country number 190 on a dream even I care less about now. It wasn’t a cause for celebration. I…

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My 100 Top Football Moments From 100 Countries

“Gerry Armstrong, what a worker he is” – John Motson. In February 2020, when I hit country 186 on my personal list of recognised separate states, one of my priorities was to watch a football match there. That country was Lesotho and I arrived into the capital city Maseru ready for the big match. That…

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Backpacking in South Africa: The Southern-Western Tip of Africa, The Cape of Good Hope

Backpacking in South Africa🇿🇦: The Most South-Western Tip of Africa, The Cape of Good Hope

“So give me hope Joanna, give me hope Joanna” – Eddy Grant. As a perpetual tourist, I love ticking off a textbook “tip”, “point” or “peak” on my wacaday journeys. Memories of such achievements in days of yore came reeling back, and they continue to do that on life’s sentimental worldic curveball. I remembered vividly…

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