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Tom Lloyd-Jones | a tall traveller´s small tales
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A tall traveller s small tales. Misrata, 12.30am, 22/08/11. October 14, 2014. Things are finally coming to a head here in Libya; the end is nigh for the Colonel and his regime. I’m sat watching Al Jazeera’s rolling coverage of events, showing images of people celebrating in Freedom Square on the waterfront in Benghazi juxtaposed with the news that the revolutionaries have taken control of swathes of Tripoli, having even reached Gaddafi’s beloved Green Square. The rolling news is still playing in front of...
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Bariloche | a tall traveller´s small tales
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A tall traveller s small tales. December 21, 2010. Tickets were scarce for San Carlos de Bariloche. So I was kicked off the bus in Esquel. In sight. It all felt decidedly Alpine: wooden chalets, forested mountainsides, there was even a hotel in town called Edelweiss. I was waiting for the yodelling to start. Bariloche itself, once we’d arrived, didn’t disappoint. Nestled on the shores of Lake Nahuel Huapi. Later that afternoon Carla came round the hostel and initiated me in the rites of mate, the better ...
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Cluster bomb | a tall traveller´s small tales
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A tall traveller s small tales. October 14, 2014. Quick update on life in the Misrata enclave. Like I’ve said before, this is an office job with a bit of a twist. Still yet to go to the front line though…. Misrata, 2nd August 2011. Misrata, 12.30am, 22/08/11. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. To browse t...
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A tall traveller s small tales. November 29, 2010. Having been dropped off at the hostel, back over on the Brazilian side of the border, I got my things together and, three buses down the line and with darkness having already set in, found myself at Paraguayan immigration in Ciúdad del Este, separated from Brazil by the Rio Paraná. Paraguay was going to have to be short and sweet – it was already Tuesday evening, and by Thursday night I had to be in Argentina and on a bus headed for Buenos Aires. And at ...
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Final days before Libya | a tall traveller´s small tales
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A tall traveller s small tales. Final days before Libya. October 14, 2014. So this was it then, another new adventure just around the corner. Libya this time, a country in the midst of what some referred to as a revolution, others a civil war. Either way, things were probably going to be interesting. You could say that. 70’s music check. Outlandishly colourful outfits check. Discoball hell yeah baby! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). Notify me of new comment...
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Mendoza – wine, sunshine and all things fine | a tall traveller´s small tales
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A tall traveller s small tales. Mendoza – wine, sunshine and all things fine. December 22, 2010. Right on your doorstep and you have la ciudad perfecta. My planned four days quickly – perhaps slowly would be more apt – became seven. Everyone eventually drifted home, save Nacho and Nati, Euge and I. I suggested we go on to another bar; old-timer Nacho was flagging and needed some sleep, so Euge and I headed on. She was 31, curvy and feisty: a fun night. I struggled, sweated and cursed my way in the direct...
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Final Destination | a tall traveller´s small tales
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A tall traveller s small tales. December 22, 2010. This was it then – one week left before flying home, one more week of summertime in which to make the most of BA, pop across to Uruguay. And generally ready myself for la gran vuelta to wintry little England. First day I took myself off for a city centre wander, strolling the streets of the 18th century San Telmo district before striking the Plaza de Mayo. There you go, told you it was indescribable! The scenery that unfolded as we sped along the waterwa...
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Misrata, 12.30am, 22/08/11 | a tall traveller´s small tales
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A tall traveller s small tales. Misrata, 12.30am, 22/08/11. October 14, 2014. Things are finally coming to a head here in Libya; the end is nigh for the Colonel and his regime. I’m sat watching Al Jazeera’s rolling coverage of events, showing images of people celebrating in Freedom Square on the waterfront in Benghazi juxtaposed with the news that the revolutionaries have taken control of swathes of Tripoli, having even reached Gaddafi’s beloved Green Square. The rolling news is still playing in front of...
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Paris Training | a tall traveller´s small tales
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A tall traveller s small tales. October 14, 2014. The flight touched down at Charles de Gaulle with it already past 11pm. The airport was virtually empty as I half ran, half stumbled my way to the bus stop, cursing my inability, despite numerous trips round the world, to pack sensibly. Did I really need my hiking boots? What the hell was I thinking – that CDs, let alone MP3s, hadn’t yet reached Libya’s shores? Was I in trouble? Final days before Libya. Misrata, 2nd August 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
