We crossed into Belgium just after 07.00 hrs this morning and headed straight to Calais. The hovercraft crossing was delayed by an hour because of a technical fault... ...reared up like roaring monster, great climax then deflated I guess this could apply to many things in life. After the crossing, it was straight back onto … Continue reading Big Trip Day 128 – London!
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Big Trip Day 127 – Still on the Bus
My first travelogue entry for today provides very precise details of how I spent my dwindling funds and exchanged my last 10 dinar note for Austrian shillings. I shall spare you the list of food and snacks I bought, but will note that I saved 1 shilling to use the toilet... ...well invested! This kind … Continue reading Big Trip Day 127 – Still on the Bus
Big Trip Day 126 – Leaving on a Bus
I guess the title does not have the same romantic appeal as Leaving on a Jet Plane, but it was the Magic Bus from Athens to London (ticket price in 1973 - £19.50). I had a fitful night's sleep because I did not want to miss my alarm and then the bus. I woke long … Continue reading Big Trip Day 126 – Leaving on a Bus
Big Trip Day 125 – Athens
The final day in Athens has arrived. With my characteristic perspicacity, I noted... Last night was last night but tonight's the last night. I am surprised that I did not record more of my thoughts and feelings about my trip coming to an end. Similarly with leaving Matala. One thinks these moments should be charged … Continue reading Big Trip Day 125 – Athens
Big Trip Day 117 – Matala Party Morning
The day began at 08.30 hrs when Dave from Portsmouth woke us to come to a party. I was feeling the leftovers from last night's drinking - I always said that with ouzo you get a leftover rather than a hangover - but in true Matala spirit, I strolled over to his camp for a … Continue reading Big Trip Day 117 – Matala Party Morning
Big Trip Day 116 – Matala Party Night
The entries in my travelogue (how effortlessly over the past few weeks of posting have I elevated my tatty, intermittently written in, often illegible notebook to such a noble status!) for today (5th August 1973) refer to the activities of last night. Early in the evening there was smoking and... ...slight hassle when police came … Continue reading Big Trip Day 116 – Matala Party Night
Big Trip Day 114 – Matala Peach
The title is as intended, not a typographical error. Today's (3rd August 1973) very short entry in my travelogue refers to the events of last night. We were joined by the three US marines again. Last time they brought a large tin of kidney beans (why?!), but this evening they have brought two 7lb tins … Continue reading Big Trip Day 114 – Matala Peach
Big Trip Day 113 – Matala Wind
"The wind is in from Africa,Last night I couldn't sleep..." [From "Carey" by Joni Mitchell] Always good to throw in a Joni Mitchell line or two, and it certainly removes any ambiguity that might surround the meaning of today's title. No, it is not about gastronomical turbulence (although with my diet at Mama's Cafe that … Continue reading Big Trip Day 113 – Matala Wind
Big Trip Day 107 – Return to Matala
We arrived back in Matala early yesterday evening. It is great to be back, although there are a lot of new faces. Tom is still here. If I remember correctly, he was from Sweden and had a thing about Bob Dylan's Don't Think Twice. If I remember incorrectly, he could have been from Barcelona and … Continue reading Big Trip Day 107 – Return to Matala
Big Trip Day 105 – To Malia
Our harbour-side vigil of the early hours - as described in yesterday's post - was rewarded with the arrival of the Kanaris. I don't know why I meticulously recorded the name of the ship. I did an online search in real time 2025 and located a ship of this name currently in the Aegean Sea. … Continue reading Big Trip Day 105 – To Malia
Psychologist on the Move 