Article by • Annabel Fenwick Elliott, senior content editor 27 APRIL 2020 • 10:15AM Follow Tony Giles is currently self-isolating, but as soon as this is all over, he says he’ll be travelling again until the day he dies Close your eyes, cover your ears, now go and tour Rome on your own. It’s a prospect that seems infeasible, and yet voyaging the world solo while blind and mostly deaf is exactly what Tony Giles does,
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Self-Isolation Message
Easter is nearly upon us in the UK, the sun is out, the weather is nice and the forecast predicts a lovely weekend. Cricket should be being played and kids should be in the parks. But, please, please, please everybody, stay in your houses, apartments, gardens, balconies this weekend and the coming weeks ahead. It’s vital that we all follow the government guidelines; stay in and isolate ourselves from each other. This is the only way this terrible Coronavirus can be defeated and the nurses,
Botswana and beyond
My journey around Botswana, country 125, began in Gaborone, the country’s capital! It’s much warmer and dryer than the UK! Relaxing in nice surroundings, birds chattering outside :). The trip began with a long flight to Joburg, South Africa, where I stayed with a lovely South African guy, Niel for a night. The following day it was an 8 hour bus ride to Botswana. People were friendly, kind and helped me cross the border, I didn’t even have to leave the bus!
In Haiti.
Hi, Hope all you travellers out there are well. I’m now in Haiti! Country 124 on the UN official list. I met a nice couchsurfing couple living in north Haiti; Jonas and Soo. They went to Dominican Republic for the weekend. We managed to meet up in a town called Cabarete on Dominican Republic’s north coast and they helped me cross the border yesterday! Crossing into Haiti was crazy! As we arrived the border was closing and the immigration and border staff couldn’t decide whether to let us cross into Haiti or not.
Still in the Dominican Republic!
Continuously sweating and also being rained on occasionally! Spent my first three nights in Macao, a small beach town roughly 35 kilometres, 22 miles from Punta Cana airport. I stayed in a rustic hostel with very friendly people. I went ziplining on my second full day in the country. A friendly Colombian guy named Andres took me to the ziplining place on his motorbike. We sped up into the mountans and forest. At first, the company staff were unsure how to let a blind guy zipline due to possible safety concerns and the language barrier.