Having spent the last ten days or so in New Caledonia, I have managed to travel a bit and to see some corners of the main island, Grande Terre. I guess it’s time to share some classic, old-school landscape shots with you, okay maybe with one or two exceptions. They aren’t in any particular order,Continue reading “Let there be landscape!”
You might know that AA stands for the Automobile Association of Great Britain, the UK’s largest motoring organisation. And then there’s AAA, of course, the American Automobile Association, a federation of motor clubs throughout North America. But AAAA? I admit that, until very recently, I also hadn’t the faintest idea that this could possibly beContinue reading “AAAA”
After a week in the hills of Sarraméa and Farino, I felt like going to the seaside. So I packed my bags and drove northward along the west coast of Grande Terre. I am at Poé plage now, which belongs to the little town of Bourail. It is still part of the Southern Province ofContinue reading “A change of scenery”
It was a privilege and an honour to get to know Ariane over the past few days. And now, equally, it is my pleasure to introduce her to you, my global audience. But who is she? Well, Ariane works at Refuge de Farino, where I spent the last five days, and this is how weContinue reading “Ariane”
No, don’t worry, I will not continue writing in French… I don’t have much to write yet anyway, having arrived less than 24 hours ago at Tontouta airport. All I can say is that things have been going smoothly so far. And I am looking forward to a first rendezvous this afternoon: the local ornithologistsContinue reading “Bonjour, Nouvelle-Calédonie!”
Although I am pretty much a rookie in the world of blogging (with one week‘s experience, to be exact), I think one basic rule is obvious: Never post the same picture twice! But rules are there to be broken. You remember how last Sunday evening the lovely receptionist at Mei Ho House ordered that taxiContinue reading “Display man”
Glad to be here!
Or: my dramatic departure. Picture the following scene: I am standing at the reception in Mei Ho House hostel in Hong Kong, having just checked out of my room and returned the key card. The wonderful young receptionist has urged me to leave early for the airport. Not because she wants to get rid ofContinue reading “What on earth does ‘ho-ho-ho-ho’ mean in Cantonese…?”