As my stomach lurched and I queasily smiled and joked and joined in, the blood pooling on the table kept distracting me.
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Tag: Food
Coming home to Tulum.
OR, I MISSED MY LAID BACK HUMAN TULUM!
There’s a lot to be said for a quick foray into other parts, and Merida and Uxmal were a good example. The atmosphere over in Yucks (Yucatan) is more aggressive and smacked slightly of London about the masks, apart from that it was lovely. However once leaving I had no qualms. I wanted to be back home in Tulum. I don’t want to be a baby about it but it’s the closest you can get to our old normal lives in this lovely place.
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MEXICO CITY THEN GOING HOME….(NOW GOING BACK AGAIN!)
Last night sitting on my terrace with a very nice bottle of Sauvignon Blanc I sulked, sighed and finally fetched my notebook. It eyed me, I eyed it and we started.
KK, BORNEO, MALAYSIA. AT THE NIGHT MARKET OF FABULOUS FISH.
OR FISHY STREET FOOD TO DIE FOR
Arrangements for the evening promised I dragged myself from my cool darkened siesta room and out into the still harsh sunshine. That throbbing heat of late afternoon when the heat has been absorbed by pretty much everything and is now radiating it back out. Stinging my freshly seared skin from sitting by the pool for half an hour earlier.
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MANILA AGAIN AND ONTO LAKE TAAL AND ITS VOLCANO. PHILIPPINES.
I saw the owners son coming down the hill on his bicycle holding a hapless chuck by its legs flapping its wings wildly. A wicker basket with salad veg and herbs was attached to the back. The fat chef pointing at my approaching very alive bird shouted ‘Your dinner!’ grinning happily, I grinned back queasily.
JAIPUR PALACES. INDIA.
I could imagine myself slumping around on a bejewelled divan groaning at the heat, and dipping my hand in to splash water on my face while inhaling sweet perfume from beautiful flowers I’m sure I had some fabulous palace in an earlier incarnation.
CENTRAL THAILAND’S RETREATS.
Now if you’re like me you can rough it with the rest but if offered a princess room you will swoon. I can do girlie too you know!
KOTA KINABALU AGAIN BABY! BORNEO, MALAYSIA.
Alert: Rest stops are vital if you start to get run down. If you’re not quite as enthusiastic it’s either fatigue or burnout.
NHA TRANG BEACH AND YACHT CLUB, VIETNAM.
Now here’s the thing. As I travel alone I am kinda strict about travel etiquette so if you are going to meet someone they cannot dither or get on your tits,….
BOATS, SEA, SAND AND WET THINGS.
OR THIS IS ON MY MAIN SITE WHICH NAUGHTY OLD BIRDS ARE NOT READING. BAD BAD BIRDIES. I’VE ADDED SOME BITS, BUT THIS IS THE GENERAL IDEA FOR THOSE HOT WET TRIPS!!
Alert: In preparation for us escaping and flying free again.
The wet bits section…..
Down and dirty at the beach. Swimming, snorkelling, diving, boogie boarding or just plain sunbathing? Onboard a boat for some fishing as well? Climbing and trekking around the coastline? Gazing out to sea? Breath in that air and get ready for your wet bits!
Old Bird Travels Solo! 