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Very detailed travelogue on visiting the remotest inhabited islands in the world: Tristan da Cunha and St. Helena, as well as S. Africa, Malaysia and Singapore, and Indonesia. Very informative, full of tips, history, what it was like to visit and stay there, indexed by country. Visit my webpage for this and other downloadable travelogues: http://www.tcp.com/~lgreenf
These are fascinating islands. Tristan has only 238 people, all with same 7 last names.
Remotest Islands in World St Helena, Tristan da Cunha + S Africa Malaysia, More
Larry2006-05-27 03:40:04
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out to the large penguin colony at Boulders Beach (as
suggested by Graham and Don on board the RMS). While I had been through
much of the Cape a few times now, I never made it as far as Boulders (nor
did I have the time to explore some of the nearby towns) -- so I thought it
would be nice on this beautiful day to take the train there and back. At
breakfast Kritz warned me against using the train (being worried for my
safety), but everyone from young students to elderly white ladies were
riding on it, and everything was fine. While the train travels underground
at first, most of the trip is above ground -- and for the last 20 minutes,
you travel right by the shore. The train only goes as far as Simonstown
(where the Naval Base is located), but from there it's not too far of a walk
to get to Boulders.
From GAME I walked into the nearby Cape Town station to purchase tickets,
buying a round-trip ticket for R19/US$2.41 (good on the same day for
uninterrupted journeys -- though when I asked the clerk if there was a
discount for buying a round-trip ticket, he said no). As I had a half-hour
before it was time for the train to leave, I walked into the information
booth to have the gentlemen behind the counter look up return times.
Afterwards, I called Malaysian Airlines to ask about the Kuala Lumpur ->
Penang flight I had planned to take tomorrow. After hanging up the phone, I
went to the bathroom to change into shorts, putting my slacks in the daypack
(where I had with me only some suntan lotion and a disposable camera).
As the time to board neared, I walked past a guard who didn't even bother
asking for tickets (though you're supposed to have them with you in case
someone does check) and boarded the train. The train used for this run was
a little old but still comfortable, with windows you could raise or lower
and doors
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See photographs from:
Indonesia Gallery
,
Malaysia Gallery
,
Saint Helena Gallery
,
Singapore Gallery
,
South Africa Gallery
