Category: Travel

Wednesday morning I headed to the Royal Courts of Justice to wander the building and sit in on some arguments for and against assisted suicide. Next up: The Cabinet War Rooms. Used during World War II as a command post and shelter from German bombs, the war rooms were not quite as safe as one…

Arriving in London I noticed something horribly awry: a sore throat. Fortunately, things could be worse. I walked to my hostel, passing Buckingham Palace and Victoria Station – where I would catch my train to Gatwick Airport in a few days. Tuesday and Wednesday were my big days. Tuesday I headed first to the London…

The flight to Liverpool was uneventful – I got into town, found the hostel, sent some e-mails, and turned in for the night. Love the name. Sunday I went for a run in the rain, running near but not realizing I missed Sefton Park. Coming back drenched, I showered, had breakfast, and caught a train…

Having hung around in Dublin longer than I expected, I had all of a few hours in Belfast. I popped on a train in Dublin, took the just over two hour trip, and arrived in Belfast. To rain. Fearing water not, I donned my rain jacket bought some Subway, and headed to the Titanic Quarter…

Denmark is expensive! Or at least the Copenhagen airport is. Despite paying way too much for low end food, the flight in showed some really cool windmills installed in the sea – and I had emergency row seats both into and out of Copenhagen. 🙂 The night I arrived in Dublin Ireland was playing in…

Leaving Istanbul Ataturk Airport took a while – we sat in queue behind many planes to leave, resulting in the plane arriving in Izmir for my connection about 35 minutes late – leaving 30 minutes for the connection. I talked to a flight attendant that assured me it was the same plane heading to the…

I’m a bit behind on the blog so I will keep my entries about Turkey fairly brief – certainly not doing it justice. The flight from Odessa was uneventful and soon I was in Turkey – paying 45 EUR for a 90 day visa (three times the price for nationals of many other countries… what…

Arriving in Odessa I ventured through the night to my hostel, interpreting the phonetic virtue of the Cyrillic writing to match street names up to the Roman alphabet English versions on my map. I made it to the hostel and checked in. The next day I went for a run, had a shower, then hung…

Monday night I met up with Megan and her husband. They had wanted to go on the Chernobyl tour but didn’t realize the stops had to be booked a few weeks in advance. We tried to find other neat things to do related to the Soviet period, including an ICBM site tour, but to little…