Tag Archives: travelling with M.E.

Hit Me With Your Rhythm, Stick

On Sunday 18th Feb, despite Sampson’s concern about dodgy brakes, Big Reg set off across the bleak desert to Karima. Thanks to the straight new tar, I only had to lie down for the second half of the journey. Before … Continue reading

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Haboob

It wasn’t until the colours of Sudan hit me that I realised how oppressively drab the standard wear of Egypt was: men in brown or dark grey and women mostly in sober tones, often black. In Sudan the men wear … Continue reading

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Egypt 5: Marsa Shagra – Reef Break

The first thing Red Sea Diving Safari founder Hossam Helmy told me was how pregnant black and white tip reef sharks are the only shore sharks of the 12 species found in the Red Sea. They come to shore to … Continue reading

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Egypt 4: Hurghada ‘Dog Tired’

Let me tell you a bit about my husband. I spent a chunk of my early twenties confined to my bed or my house. Once I found my feet on the road to recovery I was eager to catch up … Continue reading

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Egypt 3: Alright Giza?

Wednesday 6th December 2017 was a great day in the life of the Sampson family. What this picture of us at the pyramids doesn’t show is how it took me a week to work up enough strength to get there, … Continue reading

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M.E. Too or Why I am No Longer NOT Speaking to Doctors about Chronic Illness

Three weeks ago, I met the first doctor in 25 years to believe me. She is a gynaecologist and I went to consult her about my intense peri-menopause rather than my autoimmune condition. As symptoms overlap however, I had to … Continue reading

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A Crateful of Pomegranates

There was no denying it. Sampson was in love. Can your husband have an affair with a dog? Granted, Monte was a darling. Young, energetic, doe-eyed, silky-haired and constantly adoring – what’s not to love? So we went back to the lovely … Continue reading

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Pantokrator

Somehow, between Montenegro and Greece, it seemed all ideas of giving Monte away to some kind people had evaporated. We crossed into the Hellenic peninsula on Sampson’s 51st birthday and I think he felt the universe had given him a … Continue reading

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We Are Not Europe

You are going to have to bear with me for the next few blogs. I usually write my most vivid impressions down as we’re going along, and polish them up for consumption later, but from November to February I was … Continue reading

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We Interrupt This Blog To Bring You….

Happy New Year from the Sampson family. If you would like to understand why I keep falling behind with this blog, what ‘relapse’ means to me and how I become too weak to write, please join us in the Big … Continue reading

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