Pills, thrills and bellyaches

After breakfast, and after dipping in and out of the pool like a couple of restless otters in the burning heat of the morning sun, we were ready to change it up and explore Paradise Beach – which stretched for 1.5 kilometres beneath the steep and rocky clifftops of the estate. Vicky insisted on a…

Hustle, hustle, hustle / Grind, grind, grind

We left Mandawa for Samode Village around lunchtime and maybe somewhat morbidly discussed the possibility of it all going horribly wrong on one of these long desert road trips. Breakneck speed combined with the crazy overtaking and multiple hazards (the usual, plus the odd bright red, pink or yellow scarf that’s been blown clean off…