Page 10 of Weir travels Travel Blog Posts


Asia » Bhutan March 15th 2009

The second night of the trek we camped on a school playground. This was the school in the village of Adha, the first sign of human habitation we’d seen in twenty-four hours, six hours’ walk away from the nearest doctor, and where electricity is, at best, generator-driven - that’s if someone has managed to get enough fuel for the generator here by mule. The school’s catchment area extends to settlements three days’ walk away, so many of the children board, girls in one dormitory, boys in the other. Lights out is at dusk, though the some of the children do have torches. There are five staff, including the headmaster, Yeshey. As with all teachers in Bhutan, they are centrally-appointed. Yeshey comes from the far southeast of the country where his first language is Sharchop, a language ... read more
Adha village
Adha school
Punakha Tsechu

Asia » Bhutan March 14th 2009

Imagine a Switzerland cut off from the rest of the world until very recently, where internet and television have been permitted only in the last ten years, where 19 languages are spoken by a population smaller than that of Glasgow, where more than 600 species of orchid and more than 50 species of rhododendron grow, where the monarch’s crown features a bird not jewels, and where Buddhism suffuses each facet of everyday life. A country so mountainous that the only way to get from east to west was, until recently, to cross the border into the neighbouring country. Where one of its nature reserves was created to protect the habitat of the yeti. A country that stands precariously between two of the world’s emerging superpowers, having watched one or other of them absorb many of its ... read more
improbable steps in the hillsides
Paro Dzong
the Royal Courts, Bhutanese style

Asia » Thailand » Central Thailand » Bangkok February 25th 2009

Remember the buzz of Asia, the bustle of activity, the panoply of trinkets and T-shirts and food for sale, the maelstrom of traffic? Remember the way the air in southeast Asia assaults you, the humidity palpable even in this, the “cool”, season? Remember the smells, the chillies, the frangipani, the incense? Remember the lives lived outside, the smiles, the welcoming, the generosity? I had to change planes in Mumbai. There the sweet smell of India, distinctive even at midnight, hit me as I emerged from the plane. A crowd of attendants was waiting at the bottom of the steps, a crowd so numerous they nearly blocked our way to the waiting coaches. In India, it takes a lot of people to do something, anything; employment for more of the billion-plus inhabitants, one could cynically add. In ... read more
Marco Polo
Wat Arun at sunset
detail on Wat Arun's praang

Africa » Namibia » Kaokoland February 15th 2009

As usual, I couldn't decide how I could further narrow down the collection of photos to illustrate the latest blog... so here's some more, if you're interested...... read more
scruffy custodian
waiting to toast the new year...
who's looking at whom?

Africa » Namibia » Kaokoland February 14th 2009

Christmas abroad rocks! This was my third, and on yet another different continent. I didn’t know what to expect, although my Christmas cards and emails described my hope that at least part of the time would be spent in the company of the elephants I have got to know over the last few years. A couple of weeks’ earlier, this looked like an empty wish: the heavy early rains in Namibia had caused the ephemeral rivers of Kaokoland to flow and effectively prevented access to the research area. It was also possible that the animals would have dispersed, relishing the fresh, new vegetation and more plentiful water sources. Ever since my sister’s self-imposed and self-maintained exile from the family after a particularly tumultuous Christmas a few years’ ago, I’ve been pursuing a mission to spend the ... read more
don't you want one too?
the grass is always greener...
Damara hat decoration

Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland October 26th 2008

..and not forgetting my home country... With enormous thanks to Jen and Ross for a truly fabulous few days at Brodie Castle, and to Lisa, Lorraine and Bonnie for giving me several great excuses to explore - and even go out in - my home town for the first time in, err, more years than I care to remember...... read more
the beach near Nairn
crossing the border...
Brodie Castle, outside the Laird's Apartment

Africa » Namibia » Kaokoland October 25th 2008

... I couldn't resist sharing these with you too...... read more
blacksmiths plovers
brown hyena
playtime in the Hoanib

Africa » Namibia » Kaokoland October 24th 2008

Sitting in a Caffé Nero in London’s financial district with its faceless traffic of suits and double-decker buses, passing the afternoon between lunch with an old college friend and dinner with a former skiing buddy, I feel that Namibia was an eternity ago, a gazillion planets away… I guess it’s not too surprising. The two months since I returned have been hectic, not only in the sense of time-consuming, but also emotion-sapping - sometimes agreeably, sometimes not. Most of my time has been spent in Edinburgh engaged on tour of duty as a quasi-Florence Nightingale for my post-operative mother. It was Mum’s third joint replacement in nine years and, understandably, she struggled to recover from this one as quickly as she had the previous two. A number of other factors complicated the process, but, without inflicting ... read more
elephant playtime at the Gunamib Poort
tales in the sand
lion and distant cubs

Oceania » Australia April 8th 2008

Travel isn’t just about places: about exploring every last inch of a new country, a new area, a new city; about scheduling a dawn-to-dusk (and beyond) itinerary of things to do and places to see to check off The List; about comparing dining/sleeping/shopping/entertainment experiences with the reviews in the guidebooks. It’s about sitting on Cindy’s veranda in the late afternoon light of a Hobart summer as if the thirteen years since we last met had evaporated, our conversation constantly spinning off at tangents until we can’t remember - and it doesn’t matter - where we started; being yanked into consciousness on a Saturday morning by Fynn, her seven-year-old son, bouncing onto my bed and inquiring every five minutes, as he tries to raise my eyelid, “When are you going to wake up?”; and sharing a pizza ... read more
Hobart bridge
cheeky face
Majuba Hill, South Africa

Antarctica » Antarctica » Ross Sea March 23rd 2008

There is something reassuring in the effort still required, even today, to visit Antarctica. Yes, day-long scenic flights from New Zealand and Australia have been an option for the well-endowed of pocket for a while, and now equally well-heeled tourists will be able to fly in to Australia’s Casey Station. But this does not get you to the incredible sights, sounds and silences that we had been lucky enough to experience. Only days and days on board a well-provisioned and expertly-navigated ship could do that. But it’s a long schlep even to the Antarctic Circle, and we were delighted to be able to break our journey at some of the sub-Antarctic islands. Going south and with a good following wind, we reached New Zealand’s Auckland Islands less than 24 hours after leaving Bluff, and Campbell Island ... read more
rata reflections
"You lookin' at me?"
Zodiac driver and escorts




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