From the Outback to the Arctic Circle
Around the World 2000
"travel is glamourous only in retrospect"
(Paul Theroux)
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Last updated: Monday, 19 September, 2003
The World
January
Bombay
February
Koh Samui
March
Singapore
Sydney
April
Childers
June
Darwin
July
August
Melbourne
September
October
Auckland
November
Honolulu
December
Vancouver
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life is a real-time autobiography that grows as the years go by me is a name i call myself travel is from the outback to the arctic circle
journalist is what i try to do but i can't hack it music is the food of love but you probably think i'm on a pretty poor diet
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It was Christmas. The Weihnachtsmarkt was in full swing in the centre of Stuttgart. We drank Gluehwein a lot that week as we stood and mocked the Germans.

The days passed by in a hazy mish-mash of fake snow, Irish pubs, xenophobia and Beck�s breasts.

We went to Esslingen. Twinned, as it proudly proclaims, with Neath, where I was working. We walked up into the castle and overlooked the valley. It wasn�t very Neath-esque. But what is?

We each ate a massive marshmallow / nutty ball because Sir thought the �girl� selling them in the Esslingen Christmas market had �nice tits� (his vulgar words, not mine). They were delicious and just of the right shape and size to get your tongue around. A hot wine ensured they slipped down with ease.
Back in Stuttgart I nearly got duffed up by a rabid Irishman in the Irish pub who overheard me telling Sir that he sounded like the incomprehensible Geordie in Alan Partridge. �D�yo wanna beatin�?� he asked me, in a better Irish accent than that was. I said I didn�t, no.

After a few days I was beginning to dread bedtimes. Sir commented that I had �the bum of a twelve-year-old�.
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On the Sunday Sir and I went to the cinema, where we watched the soon to be Oscar-winning film, The Pianist. It is the most serious, miserable, pessimistic film I have ever seen about lots of �Jews� getting executed during the Second World War. The Germans in the audience still found plenty to laugh about however. A disabled �Jew� getting pushed off a balcony in his wheelchair to his death raised a particularly huge guffaw. As did the sight of the main character almost being shot through the head because he was wearing a second-hand Nazi soldier�s uniform. Unbelievable.
It was soon time to go home. But not before one last knees-up in the Irish pub. Sir and I met some really weird people there. I soon discovered they were Sir�s �friends�. They started playing backgammon together. One of them started reciting the lyrics to �Thousands Are Sailing� by the Pogues.

It was time to go. (Serious bit.) I stopped off in Heidelberg on the way home for old time�s sake and before long Germany, and all it meant to me was a distant memory, a distant land, once again.
5 Sir eats a massive marshmallow / nutty ball.
4 Ian is proud to stand beside the Neath - Esslingen twinning sign.
3 Comedy of the year, Der Pianist. Went down a storm in Stuttgart.
5 Ian injures himself negotiating a parked car one night.
4 Sir samples the local fare while mocking Germans.
Auckland 6
Bay of Islands 6
Cambridge
6
Nelson
6
Queenstown
6 Invercargil 6
    Dunedin 6
Christchurch
6
4 Wittenoom 4 Perth 4 Bunbury 4 Adelaide 4 Melbourne 4 Sydney 6
5 Bombay 3 Udaipur 3 Jaisalmer 3 Jodhpur 3 Jaipur New Delhi 3 London
4 Broome
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Darwin
5 Katherine
5 Mataranka
5 Alice Springs
5 Cairns
5 Townsville
5 Magnetic Island
5 Childers
5 Byron Bay
5 Brisbane
5 Sydney

Honolulu 6
Los Angeles
6
San Diego 6
El Paso
6 Zacetecas 6
Guanajuato 6
San Miguel
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Chihuahua 6
Portland 6
Vancouver 6
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January - December 2000
Somewhere between graduating  from Aston and starting my career,  I travelled right around the world, getting kidnapped by terrorists, breaking a hip falling
from a camel and narrowly escaping a fire which
killed 15 other backpackers. 20,000 miles by plane, boat, bus, bike, rickshaw, train and camel start
here.
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