Travel
Stories from Bolivia to Zanzibar from the dubious high of climbing mountains without the right equipment to exploring the ocean floor without enough air
‘I first heard of Zanzibar when a character in a play I was reading claimed he’d sold his soul to the Devil there.’
'By now, my brain felt as if it was roughly pinioned in a vice while being steadily pounded with a small wooden hammer. Over the next four hours, it got worse.’
‘In Brazil, you can buy your dinner by weight so you only have one person to blame for small portions.’
'Perhaps it helped that I wrote my own police report – stamped without being read – and in Spanish so deliberately bad that it wouldn’t make sense to anyone in England.'
‘The dogs had been happily dueting with the cockerels since dawn – a cacophonic chorus supplemented by wailing car alarms.’
'Learning in a swimming pool with this wealth of underwater richness would be like hiring Pavarotti to play the spoons.'
‘Being a gringo offers little immunity to the drug laws – where being a gringo means you almost certainly have more money to lose than the natives.’
‘Riding strange fearsome animals that charged effortlessly through the ranks of the indigenous, it was easily to see how they were first confused with gods.’