From Kingston we headed over the Blue Mountains, through coffee plantations, banana palm groves and lush forest to the north coast. We didn’t see much of it, crammed into a public minibus with about twice…
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“Kingston is a dangerous s#*thole” said a relative of Julie’s who we won’t name. Having spent a few days there, we’d prefer to say “It’s a complicated place”. In some ways, it’s two cities in…
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Just a short hop by small plane from Bonaire is Curacao. It’s about 65km from the coast of Venezuela and, since 2010, an autonomous country within the Kingdom of the Netherlands. It’s warm and sunny…
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I gotta go where there ain’t any snow Where there ain’t any blow …. I gotta go where it’s WARM. (Boat Drinks, Jimmy Buffett) After Nantes we spent a couple of days in Paris and…
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On the banks of the Loire River, 50km inland from the Atlantic Coast, Nantes was once the seat of power of the Dukes of Brittany. From here they ruled their lands and feuded with France…
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