Day 3 -Zanzibar: A City You Listen To
At five in the morning the choir began, and there was no arguing with it. It was still fully dark. The voices came from right across the alley, mostly women singing gospel, and they cut clean through the quiet and the sound of the sea against the harbour wall. We had been warned about this at check-in and had not really believed it. Now [...]
Day 2 – Dar es Salaam: Buying Time
The argument, if you could call it that, happened in Terminal 3 in the small hours. Lorena, my wife, wanted the reclining chairs. I wanted the Sleepover, the pods you rent by the hour, and I had the price open on my phone ready to make the case. Lorena won. We slept, or did something next to sleeping, for a couple of hours in two plastic [...]
Day 1 – Dublin: The Journey Before the Journey
The argument was about time. Lorena likes to reach the airport with about twenty minutes to spare before the gate closes. I like to arrive when everyone else does, early enough that no one has to run, panic or miss a flight. We have been having this same argument for years and neither of us has ever won it. That Saturday afternoon in [...]