16th December 2017
15th December 2017
5th September 2017
My mission is to visit all fifty states. I have about ten to go, so I’ve booked four Amtrak rail journeys. That’s rather over covering my bets, but each of the blurbs said that their journey was the most scenic in the states. At Emeryville, just outside San Francisco, I’m already beginning to think I might have been a little rash. The California Zephyr train to Chicago is positively antique.
15th August 2017
13th August 2017
In the departure lounge in Apia a cynically pessimistic little Chinese man carries out a running commentary on how most Samoans need two seats and won’t be able to exit the plane door without pushing each other out. He says that the McDonald’s in Pago Pago is the highest grossing franchise in the USA.
12th January 2016
I have a night in Miami before I transfer to Haiti. More pastel buildings but this time art deco on South Beach. It’s about as hip as it gets. And I'm in the Delano Hotel – I got a good deal so I’m in the coolest spot on the planet relaxing with the beautiful people beside the pool bungalows and beds..
15th December 2014
The small group tour in Haiti is actually a small group tour this time. There are six of us. A very much retired married couple who have already been everywhere, two married Mancunian men (of course) and a lady from California who has also already been everywhere. They all seem relatively normal and good company.
15th September 2013
The first hour is horribly hairy. Trying to get out of Logan Airport is like being in a Kafka novel. Then there are a whole succession of roundabouts and left turns to challenge me. But I head across Massachusetts to Maine and then New Hampshire and into Vermont and boy, is it worth it. Indian summer has returned and by some extraordinary good luck I have managed to hit peak fall foliage. Sunset is painted all along the verges and reflected in the still green water.
1st September 2013
Breakfast in Lou Mitchell's old fashioned wooden diner, voted 'best breakfast in the USA’. It's pretty good and we get free doughnut holes (I thought that would be a handful of nothing, but it's the scooped out middles) and little round caramel chocolates called milk duds. Route 66 signs all over the walls, so we have to take photos.
29th June 2011
30th August 2008
30th December 2004
Laurie and Bruce have gone to a wedding leaving me the run of their exotic Spanish mansion. I’ve still got jet lag, it’s pitch black outside and we’re on the edge of the Everglades. Yesterday they hauled an alligator out of next-door’s pond. Suffice it to say I’m not venturing out on my own.