Race to Dakar
Gibraltar, Winter, 2000 Standing atop the famous rock, while waiting expectantly for one of the wild barbary apes to attack an undisciplined Spanish child, I peer south. The Strait of Gibraltar is the entrance to the Mediterranean Sea. It’s only 14 km wide so I can clearly see the north African landmass on which sits Tangiers, Morocco. Ooh, so exotic. Sadly, Gibraltar is the final stop on this particular trip, which began in Tunisia and hopped across the Med to Sicily, Sardin
How the Hell did I get Here?
Well, it actually happened. I went to Antarctica and returned, a changed man. I’ve seen things. Penguins, mostly. And icebergs. At the end of the last episode I’d managed to secure an offer from another cruise company after the One Ocean Expeditions cancellation fiasco. Amazingly, all-in-all, four separate companies came up with last-minute offers to take me to Antarctica! I couldn’t believe it. They obviously hadn’t read any of my previous work. I really want to voice my app
