The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.
Saint Augustine
Sousse souk Retail therapy
There comes a point during any holiday, when any traveller, no matter how hardened, sucumbs to the lure, the joy, the shiny marvellousness of a spot of shopping!
Here’s a few colourful pics of some of the sights on offer in the hectic souk of Sousse, a Tunisian coastal city.
Colourful textiles and clothing are a feast for the eyes and the wallet!
Piles of colourful spices and herbs entice your eyes and your tastebuds as you pass by.
Carpets hang out on white washed walls catching the sun’s last rays.
Looking a bit goofy in front of gorgeous painted tiles, a traditional art form of Tunisia, features the Hand of Fatama, a favourite subject that brings good luck.
And after a long day of browsing the shops, haggling and being badgered by shop keepers, what better than a glass of mint tea in one of the “authentic” Tunisian cafes in the town.
I suspect this one is rather more stage managed than the actual establishments that the locals frequent . . .
Blue and white doors in Sidi Bou Said
Sidi Bou Said is a pretty little village full of orange trees and enchanting blue and white buildings, full of artists and cats!
During the 1920s, Rodolphe d’Erlanger, a French painter applied the blue and white theme all over the town.
There are numerous decorated doorways in the town to delight the happy traveller.
Here’s an over grown jungle outside this particularly cosy looking homestead entrance.
Here’s a door that seems to have escaped the regulations though!
It sits at the top of its whitewashed steps inviting you to climb up and escape the sweltering heat in its cool interior.
And here’s some of the curious and hungry cats that congregate whenever there is food around . .
There’s gazillions of the furry little critters wherever you look – begging for food, sidling around your chair legs and trying to trip you up . .
Salt flats, troglodytes & camels.
Here’s me at sunrise at Chott el Djerid, a large endorheic salt lake in southern Tunisia.
It’s an eerie, atmospheric landscape of white, green and purple that shimmers into the horizon.
It’s an otherwordly feeling place, almost as if you’ve landed on the surface of an alien planet.
We visited it on route to Matmata a small Berber speaking town. Some of the local Berber residents live in traditional underground “troglodyte” structures.
Here’s one of the few remaining residents.
The structures typical for the village are created by digging a large pit in the ground.
Around the perimeter of this pit artificial caves are then dug to be used as rooms, with some homes comprising multiple pits, connected by passageways.
Here is the entrance to one of the traditional troglodyte dwellings that featured in the original Star Wars film.
We stop off to see some stunning scenery on the way to a mountain oasis and hot spring.
What a gorgeous spot for a quick spot of relaxing.
Horse riding in the desert with the Bedouin Horsemen, shortly before my travelling companion was whisked off into the sunset!
Now I am not a huge fan of horses so once again my photograph is somewhat marred by the look of crazy on my face.
We also took a turn at saddling up and riding out on camels in the desert at Douz – the gateway to the Saraha.
My camel seemed to enjoy spitting at its companions and kneeling forward suddenly. Here I am in a rare, in control moment!! . .
My travel buddy looks far more at ease on her stead than I do . . .
Tunisia 2005
Another random travel experience picked out of the memory hat now – a fantastic trip to Tunisia with a friend I studied with on my journalism MA at Sheffield University way back when . . .
This trip has to count as my first ever “exotic” holiday. Everything before this was fairly safe and relatively similiar to home – Ibiza, Portugal, Greece, Australia, all great, but not particularly taxing.
Tunisia however was the first country where we had a sense of alienation, slightly disconcerting, things a little bit off kilter, a language we couldn’t understand or even read but was as pretty as an illustration in the margins of fairytale books.
We stayed in Sousse, a large costal city with a large Medina and Casbah (finally we could actually sing Rock the Casbah while actually in one!!)
There’s a museum at the casbah with fantastic mosiacs from Roman villas in the area. Here’s me with a selection of them ..
Here’s the Ribat. A ribāṭ is an Arabic term for a small fortification built along a frontier during the first years of the Muslim conquest of the Maghreb to house military volunteers, called murabitun.
And here’s some shots of the lovely beach, shame it was FREEZING!!!!
Next up Carthage, the desert, the salt flats and Sidi Bouzid. But meanwhile here’s the lovely view from our hotel room over the beach.
Drizzley Derbyshire
Much as we enjoy travelling to exotic,warm and far flung destinations, we don’t have the time or money to always be heading abroad. But lucky for us we have the delights of Derbyshire and the Peak District on our doorstep.
So last weekend we headed out to explore some of the sights within a stones throw of home.
First up – Pooles Cavern in Buxton, one of the country’s best show caves. It’s a 2 million year old, natural limestone cave that was officially opened as a show cave in 1853 and has 310 metres currently open to visitors.
Leaving behing the damp, dreary and frankly uninspiring Derbyshire weather we headed into a subterranean cavern, lit by LED lights that served to illuminate some of the highlights of the imposing cave.
Oddly named rock shapes include the Flitch of Bacon and the Poached Egg formations were revealed, looming up out of the darkness, while the ever present rushing sounds of water reminded us of the proximity of the nearby River Wye.
The Poached Egg formations – if poached eggs were four feet high and covered in primordial ectoplasm . .
A fairy tale landscape of little stalagtites
The cave is named after an infamous outlaw who is believed to have make the dank, dark cavern his home. But he was not the only inhabitant, throughout the ages many people have made the inhospitable hole their home, workplace and site of worship.
Some modern day cave dwellers check out the dimensions of the vast underground cavern!
Weird, slimy looking alien rock!! All rather odd looking . . .
After going deep underground we headed outwards and upwards to Solomon’s Temple, an old Victorian Folly on the top of an old Bronze age barrow.
It is situated in an undulating, green landscape shaped by the old lime works that were there years ago.
That’s all from drizzley Derbyshire for now!!
Long weekend in London
Putting aside thoughts of more exotic travel for the time being, we are heading to London over the long April weekend.
London is big. And confusing. Like this map that looks like coloured string in a washing machine spin cycle.
Being simple country folks based in scenic Derbyshire we do enjoy a trip to the big smoke at least once or twice a year.
Two or three days in the manic hustle and bustle of our capital city is enough to remind us of why we don’t actually ever want to live or work there – being stuffed into someone else’s armpit on the underground for any length of time is reminder enough!
Not that there’s anything wrong with the city, indeed we love it, otherwise we wouldn’t keep on going back. But this year I am not sure what or where we will see. We’ve been so many times . .. .
Last year we did some touristy things including HMS Belfast, walking over the upper gantries of Tower Bridge, visiting Kew Gardens, being terrifed by the mime artists on the banks of the Thames.
See this? We’ve over walked this.
So what this time? We’ve visited the boho, student chic of Camden, rooted through the retailer supplier shops on Font Hill Road, rummaged through antiques in the huge Portobello Road market. Spent time and money in Spital Fields and played spot the Monopoly streets.
We spent the hottest day of last year in St James’ Park and admired the royal wedding preparations outside Buckingham Palace.
Over the years we’ve taken in the Gherkin, Selfridges, Oxford Street, the Shard, St Pauls, the Tate, the London Eye and everything in between.
St James’ Park – quite sweaty last April
We’ve lounged around the V and A, gaped in awe in the Natural History Museum, hopped on and off the tube countless times and unashamedly laughed at Cockfosters and Tooting Bec.
Plus thanks to various hen parties I’ve mixed cocktails in a swanky club, had numerous kareoke sessions, posed on red London buses, with police men and Johnny Depp lookalikes.
So what now – any suggestions? I need London inspiration on a tight budget, no West End shows or Cocktail bars for me. Give me cheap, give me easy – GIVE ME LONDON!!!!
Thought of the day
“No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.”
Lin Yutang
Places to see before you die
Trawling Facebook as I do on occasion, I came across an app titled The Travel List Challenge that invited you to rate how you compared against other people’s travelling history.
All keen and excited I decided to take part and see how many sights I had clapped eyes on, confident that I would score pretty highly . .
Alas and alack, I only got a paulty 15 out of 100! Shameful, although my excuse is that it seemed rather biased in favour of the USA, a place I have not yet had the pleasure of visiting, with a whopping 32 out of the 100 being American!
So, after feeling rather slighted by this list, I have decided to compile my own top ten sights (as 100 would take a while) from my own experience.
1) Angkor Wat – Cambodia. An incredible temple complex, rich with carvings, lush with greenery and lakes.
2) Taj Mahal – Agra, India. A monument to love, every bit as incredible as people say it is – Ornate and majestic even in the hectic whirl of hundreds of visitors.
3) Florence’s Cathedral, tower and duomo. A gorgeous decorative feast for the eyes that offers a panoramic view of the sprawling city.
4) The canals of Venice – roaming them in the mists, discovering hidden alleyways that open into ornate, squares overlooked by the decaying grandeur of palaces
5) Grand Palace – Bangkok, Thailand. An incredible, glittering, blinding spectacle, with golden towers, demons and detailing.
6) Aythuyya – Thailand. One of the old capital cities, a deserted, crumbling relic of former glory, complete with immense buddhas that watch serenely as the world around them falls apart.
7) Ho Chi Minh City, South Vietnam. My first ever experience of Asia, and one that sticks the most vividly – the noise, the crowds, the utter feeling of alienation. Brilliant!
8) Parc Guell and Casa Batllo – Barcelona. Just two of Antoni Gaudi’s incredible creations, vivid, dreamlike, bizarre and incredible!
9) Nambung National Park (Pinnacles), Western Australia – Thousands of limestone pillars strewn across an incredible, moon like, lunar desert.
10) Watching the light show over Victoria Harbour, Hong Kong – A cheesy, yet amazing experience!
That, in my humble, and limited experience covers some of the most amazing things I have had the fortune to see so far . . ..
Envy envy envy
As much as I am looking forward to my next travel adventure, and am aware of how much I have already seen, I can never hear of other people’s travel plans without at least a tremour of envy.
So this post should be entitled “Places I really really want to go! NOW”
You can blame my sister and mother for this post, as they are preparing to head off to Euro Disney and Paris. Now Euro Disney and the scary 6ft trademark rat I can take or leave, but, and this is a big but, I HAVE NEVER BEEN TO PARIS!
Yeap, I’ve said it – I’ve been across the globe, seen some of the most exotic sights imaginable, but I have never ever stepped foot in our continential neighbours capital city!
And this set me off thinking, where else do I want to visit before I shuffle off this mortal coil? So here, in no particular order, are some of my top travel desires . . .
1) PARIS
Yes. Eiffel Tower, frogs legs, snails, stripy jumpers and berets, plus any other sterotypical French images you can shake a stick at. Must get on the train and do Paris in Springtime -or any other time for that matter!
2) PERU
Machu Picchu, yes I know it involves walking . . . . .. . . but I am pretty sure it’s worth it.
3) NEW ENGLAND
Ever since I was little I have had a yen for the white clapboard houses, autumn leaves and seductive names of New England – Cape Cod, Mystic, Vermount, Martha’s Vineyard, pumpkin harvests and a simpler way of life. I even used to cut up travel brochures and fill up a scrap book of pictures . .. ..
4) CUBA
Havana, big old cars, rum, cigars and Salsa. makes me want to get up and shake some booty in a smoke filled club on some seedy backstreet . . .
That’s it for now, I’ve a list as long as my arm but in order to keep posts a little less sprawling I will take up the list later . . . .