Backpacking in Africa Jonny Blair
I had to double check the mirror time and time again. Spots were growing at a huge rate. I felt OK inside, I wasn’t ill and mentally I was fine. But externally, on the crazy border crossing from The Gambia to Senegal, I had somehow got about 30 – 40 small spots on my forehead.…
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During my recent lost luggage challenge I had two stopovers at Ataturk Istanbul Airport in Turkey. It’s an airport I’m used to. I have flown directly in and out of it a few times when backpacking in Turkey and I have also had multiple stop overs here before. In 2015 on one of my stopovers,…
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It feels weird that I can’t write “backpacking in The Gambia” as I’d be lying. I have never gone backpacking in The Gambia, but I have been travelling there and I still was able to see the sights I wanted despite being on an insane lost luggage challenge with MoneySupermarket.com and without my notorious backpacking brace…
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“7 Seconds Away” – Youssou N’Dor. It feels weird that I can’t write “backpacking in Senegal” as I’d be lying. I have never gone backpacking in Senegal, but I have been travelling there and I still was able to see the sights I wanted despite being on a lost luggage challenge and without my notorious…
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This is an odd entry in my world borders series. It sounds really easy and it should be, but it turned into a topsy turvy adventure and I really didn’t know what was ahead, looking back it appears to have run smoothly, though on the day it wasn’t quite like that! The Gambia is completely surrounded…
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While I was really out in Africa to prove why travel insurance is so important and to prove that it is difficult to cope without your belongings, there were some odd benefits to it, some which I would never have expected had I not experienced this lifestyle. You can read about the problems I had…
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“No woman; no cry” – Bob Marley. In my attempts to try and pretend I am a hardcore backpacker, and could slay any beast at the drop of a visa issuance, I headed to Africa on a crazy 12 day trip away from my laptop, my backpack and almost everything I had previously backpacked the…
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“There goes the fear. There it goes.” – The Doves. When you leave your hometown gloriously behind, these are the days you live for. The idea of stroking and touching a fully alive, awake and undrugged crocodile had me buzzing. There’s no time for any scaredy cat nonsense here. You run on adrenalin and you…
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When your life takes you to a gorgeous beach miles from your hometown, with barely another tourist in sight, with ice cold local beer, kids playing football and the best barbecued fish you’ve ever had, you can’t help but think to yourself “what a wonderful world”. And for once in life, it was all the…
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As a bit of a treat on my last few nights in Senegal, I was invited to a night of belly dancing, drinks and Lebanese style hospitality in the heart of downtown Dakar. Thanks to the fact I was staying just around the corner at the Hotel Baraka, I was told by the manager Kat…
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