Bill Bryson, Knows his s*it.

Bill Bryson, Knows his s*it.

 

Bill Bryson. Definitely on my list of ‘People to invite to Dinner’. He would obviously be unable to resist and come round for a chippy tea. Bringing his chuckle and those kind eyes that Father Christmas impersonators the world over try to master to get the job.

This man has more facets than the latest all singing all dancing latest multi faceted hair colour brand. Whatever that is.

Bill has been resident in my home for years now, copies exchanged, borrowed, lent, charity shopped and gifted. I started with his travel books, and went onto his historical, scientific, educational ones.

You will find the same humour, humanity, and superb observation in them all. His travel books are informative, but for me the real pull is the way he ‘puts you there’ . Witty, curious and charming, with a hint of plain savagery at times. It is his observance of people and their quirks, that enchants me the most.

It seems that Bill cannot stay still, either physically or mentally, and nor would i want him to. He instils, within me, a curiosity for the World, Language and People, and if i ever did get to meet him, I would absolutely just nod my head, mute, and dumbstruck. Or bear hug him. Either way he would up his security.

Which ones have you read?

I am on Neither Here Nor There at the moment. Hoping this European travel adventure, covers Denmark- which is my next planned stop, allowing me to ‘bed in’ somewhat with familiarity.

Covid may stop our trip in August, but we can still travel, through well written books and amazing photography.

 

 

 

 

An Accidental African

An Accidental African

“I’ve got you a present Sis” 

As she handed me the parcel I knew it was a book, and given that we had been trying to sort out our travel itinerary the week before, it was no real surprise that it was a Bradt Travel Guide-The Gambia. 

The lack of surprise however, did not dull the shine or joy of the gift. I gleefully hugged her, and we did the happy jumping up and down thing, whilst hugging, which meant she was suffocating in my boobs. The short arse. 

I read the Bradt guide, like I do with all travel guides, fervently, excitedly, and taking my pen to it, marking places with stars and underlining things. Drinking in the maps, circling things and joining them with arrows and question marks. It is an absolute chaotic mess to be honest. But I never did intend to pass it on.  

Geekdom Level 100 was hit when I overheard a fellow passenger mentioning an attraction there and I knew which page in the guide it was on. No wonder I am single.  

In the foreword of this guide, was as usual, a nod to the authors, updaters and contributors that had penned the guide, and something that stood out to me. 

That Simon Fenton, a seasoned travel writer and photographer, had fallen in love in Senegal (the neighbouring country to The Gambia). Packed up his life in the UK, and taken to living with his Partner, amongst the Jola tribespeople. 

From there they built an eco-guesthouse, The Little Baobab Guesthouse  and Simon documented his adventures in the book Squirting Milk At Chameleons- An Accidental African. The passage in the travel guide turned out to be a eulogy of sorts. He was killed in a car crash in 2017 in Senegal. 

I ordered the book before the holiday ended. Returned home and devoured it, then ordered the sequel- Chasing Hornbills- Up To My Neck In Africa. 

I just found the whole thing, charming, funny, romantic and often ridiculous. The tightrope of the middle class Englishman and his Tribeman alter ego, often bumbling his way through, not even pretending to have a clue what he was doing- had me chuckling, and admiring him at the same time. Even if I had, no first-hand knowledge of Africa, I still would have enjoyed it. No doubt at all.  

Sometimes, when you read something, a chain reaction starts, a series of events is set in motion.  The lovely gift of a travel guide, led me to 2 books I fully submersed in, a fascination for the Jola tribe, and the determination that I would go and stay at the Eco-guesthouse, in Abene, Casamance. 

I will write more about my Gambian adventure on the Places Blog. I really do recommend you read Simon’s first book Order Here, see how it makes you feel, and take it from there.