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  • 48. Mr Cody and Bill.

    I’ve been a woman who has travelled alone for many years. I’ve learned to enlist concierges on check in to make sure I get good service. (Funny how so many hotels think women are capable of doing so many more things for themselves than men can). I’ve learned to deflect “Where your husband?” with a…

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  • 47. It’s the humans he loves the most.

    We had an amazing day today, my boy and I. We really are doing some proper travelling, albeit a lot better funded than the ten dollars a day variety I cut my teeth on with his dad all those years ago. It’s dusty, it’s dirty, it’s as hot as hell, and  we’re spending many hours…

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  • 46. Sri Lankan God of the Mini Bar.

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  • 45. Kia Ora Casa Colombo

    I would have so much more money in the bank if I didn’t love hotels so much.   And I think this one I love the most.  But I have said that before.  I am that girl. After an hour by taxi, hurtling through a sleeping city, we arrived at Casa Colombo, Sri Lanka around 3am.…

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  • 44. Training to be a Bar Fly.

    Westfield has a lot to learn about food halls. This is the Starhill Gallery, wine and dine awhile department,  one floor below the sweltering heat of a Kuala Lumpar late afternoon. I was happy, so very very happy.

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  • 43. Numbers. Not a game.

    We finally got an 8.2. Cody has been riding in the high teens since we were in the departure lounge and the novo doesn’t seem to have been working.  This is scary; it makes you feel powerless.  Drugs = Effect right? Not always, we have learned. It is like the light has come back on…

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