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Not much to write about this Greek Island or rather I shall use pictures..
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Without Greek civilisation we would forever be denied Filo pastry and leaving one’s aircraft by the rear door. These beguiling thoughts crossed my mind as I marched across the expanse of concrete apron that is Athens international airport and getting somewhat high on the smell of aviation kerosene. There is a strong sense that I
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Have teamed up with this man to form a Recorder Duo. We are workshopping a name. Possibly the Golden Horns .
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I tune in only the once to the room TV to be confronted with the humanitarian crisis that is the catastrophe of Syria. Whether it was the BBC, CNN, French or German English services all broadcast graphic images of the pandemonium. Whilst 1000km from where I sit, to the east at the Turkish Border desperate
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Before I discuss the conference I must boast that my prediction came to pass as a third shoe shine dropped brush incident eventuated today. I was wise to the ruse, walking nonchalantly onwards then turned around to watch as the likely lad retrieved the botched bristle. The conference has been, like the curate’s egg, good
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A few pictures without words of the Great Bazaar
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Istanbul is Ho Chi Minh city but teeming with swarthy bearded men instead of pale hairless orientals. It surges with humanity the Turks, the tourists and the refugees . I am unable to comprehend how the infrastructure copes. The stark changes in these exotic destinations compared to my visit 40 years ago can be attributed
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My final day in Kusadasi was again a private tour and again with Adam who again stressed me out considerably as he cruised along in his 3 cylinder Fiat with left hand on the wheel and the right alternating between phone and gear knob. As an aside and for those of you who are travelling
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