Category: JOURNALS OF TRAVEL

Truthful quotes from my journals Accounts from my handwritten diaries en route.

SOLO TRAVEL FOR WOMEN by oldbirdtravelsSep 13, 202112:24 pm

QUARANTINE DAY ZERO. TUESDAY.

HONEST REPORTS, DAY BY DAY FROM QUARANTINE HOTEL, HOLIDAY INN HEATHROW OR ARRIVING IN THE UK TO BE HERDED TO BUSES BY GUARDS TO ‘CHECK IN’ AT DYSTOPIAN PRISON CAMP. Nobody had any idea of […]

SOLO TRAVEL FOR WOMEN by oldbirdtravelsSep 13, 202111:42 am

BACK IN UK, BROKEN AND BEATEN. AN INTRODUCTION.

HONEST REPORTS, DAY BY DAY FROM QUARANTINE HOTEL, HOLIDAY INN HEATHROW OR THE QUARANTINE ‘HOTELS’ ARE NO BETTER THAN HIGH SECURITY PRISONS. This will all be released when I am so the full account of […]

SOLO TRAVEL FOR WOMEN by oldbirdtravelsSep 9, 202110:16 am

YES IT’S ME! QUICK VIDEO OF MAD OLD BIRD.

Wrinkled old bat makes comeback! OVER AND OUT BABY!

SOLO TRAVEL FOR WOMEN by oldbirdtravelsSep 9, 20218:34 am

AWOL OLD BIRD? I’M COMING BACK FOLKS!

Nearly out of prison! Get ready for full expose of the ‘QUARANTINE HOTELS’

SOLO TRAVEL FOR WOMEN by oldbirdtravelsAug 27, 20216:54 pm

STILL IN MEXICO.

I’ll add more later but I want to get out while I still can and the dark thoughts enter my head again. Love you all.

SOLO TRAVEL FOR WOMEN by oldbirdtravelsJul 29, 20214:58 pm

LAGOONS AND PRETTY FISH.

What they don’t tell you is that it’s miles from the highway. So daring Dan here negotiated for a ride there after buying an ice cold bottle of water and got myself a motorbike ride.

SOLO TRAVEL FOR WOMEN by oldbirdtravelsJul 29, 20214:47 pm

A FISHERMANS TALE.

There’s no doubt I am a beach bum and a slob. I neglect my normal toilet regime, smoke and drink like an old lush journalist and let the dog lick my face after eating.

SOLO TRAVEL FOR WOMEN by oldbirdtravelsJul 29, 20214:44 pm

EK BALAM. PYRAMID OF ANGELS.

OR, FLYING FREE AGAIN JUST FOR THE DAY. MAKING DECISIONS AWAY FROM TULUM.

Been very unsure what to do next. Return to UK where my new house is finally ready, or go to Oaxaca or Veracruz. Both are far and really need to been part flight from either Merida or Chetumal. So I went for the second time yesterday to the french patisserie to work. It was a stroke of luck. Not only is Giles, who works there a like minded (we had a long political chat), but he came up with a site for me to visit that I’d never heard of, Ek Balam. The site of the pyramid of the angels. Thank god, a decent bit of nearby archaeology.