Getting to a camp in Kenya’s Masai Mara isn’t as simple as calling up a taxi. Instead, you’ll need to organize a flight (or be willing to ride in car on a very bumpy road for a very long time). Here’s my experience. Check it out!
Getting to a camp in Kenya’s Masai Mara isn’t as simple as calling up a taxi. Instead, you’ll need to organize a flight (or be willing to ride in car on a very bumpy road for a very long time). Here’s my experience. Check it out!
In this, one of my very first ever trip reports, I share the journey I took to Madagascar from Paris with Air France in Business Class!
On my first trip around the world, I traveled with KLM in Business Class on a 777 from Amsterdam to Cape Town. I repeated that flight in February 2020. Here’s the video from that memorable flight:
Can ya go to Kenya for the weekend? Well, the answer, it turns out, is absolutely. Never one to sit idly by and enjoy a quiet Memorial Day Weekend at home, I opted to take advantage of the extended weekend by flying from US East Coast to Nairobi. Total flying time? 34 hours. Time in the...
I’ve wanted to visit this country for a long time. And not because I’ve seen the movie, Madagascar. I haven’t. I’ve wanted to come because islands have always fascinated me and this is the world’s fourth largest one. It turned out to be a great place to remind myself of the...
Sorry for the delayed reporting. I had to take a day off. I’ll spare you the details, but somewhere in the supply chain that led to a sandwich I ate a couple of days ago, someone forgot to wash his hands. As a result, I had to take a solid 24 hours off from eating and blogging. In...
I posted overnight while most of you were asleep about how things have gotten a bit easier here in Madagascar since my struggles in immigration. That said, I’ve had a chance to reflect on what I’m seeing here in the Western part of this country and thought I’d share...
After last night’s challenges, I’m pleased to say things have smoothed out here in Madagascar. Today, Joe (my guide for this trip) and I drove west from the capital – Antananarivo – on Highway Number 1. If you’re picturing a “highway” in the traditional sense, downgrade your...
Making it into Madagascar proved challenging last night. A ten hour flight rapidly turned into twelve hours on the Air France jumbo jet, thanks to a delay that was never defined (at least in English). As the hours passed, I grew increasingly anxious to get out of the plane – an unusual...
As I sat in a bar way back at Cape Town, International, I had no choice but to watch cricket. It was on the only television I could watch 13 hours ago. Come to think of it, that’s been the only live television I’ve watched on this trip. Putting aside for a moment the chunk of my life that...