Five Foot Traveller Blog

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Precious

  The heat was oppressive, the smells around me overpowering. Thankfully, together with the bodily odours and car fumes, there was a hint of the warm aroma of spices. This was Chennai, in the...

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A day on the Routeburn Track

I get a kick every time I tell people how the Routeburn Track got its name. The Routeburn Track- one of New Zealand’s nine Great Walks- started out as a trail in the 1860s...

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One Tree Hill

I’ve been counting my footsteps here in New Zealand. It takes me 701 steps in about six and a half minutes to reach Cornwall Park from where I stay in Auckland. Next to Cornwall...

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Meeting Paul Theroux

    Sometime in 2001, I discovered my mother’s copy of The Great Railway Bazaar. It was an old Penguin edition, hiding on her bookshelf outside my parents’ room. Many of the pages had...

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Still alive

I’ll be honest (not to say that I haven’t been in the past), but if you’re one of the five people who actually read this blog and one of the twenty-one souls who follow...

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A nice kind of dizzy

It happened again yesterday. The first time I felt or thought I felt the ground swaying was on Olkhon Island in Russia two years ago. About a year later, I felt the floor move...

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It’s not new if it’s already out there

I don’t usually write about writing, but I will today. I don’t make it a habit to write about writing because I don’t always consider myself entitled to do so. People shouldn’t be critical...

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Postcards from the Namib Desert

Sometime in mid 2013, I came across this photo: I don’t remember where I saw the photo but it came with a link to the National Geographic website. This was a real photograph of a...

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Going up Table Mountain

“A man is the head of a house but a woman is the head of your money.” “Love is a pain no doctor can explain. It strikes the heart and affects the brain.” “If...