Flights
The flights are almost all booked. We fly on average once every 13 days. So far. And not always from the last place we landed. Air miles have pretty much got us covered for our flight out to Cancun in Mexico, and back from Sao Paolo in Brazil. Then some hefty search and negotiation from Paola covered the remaining 16-odd flights in between. She found airports in towns I didn’t know existed. Austral Tours, specialists in South America, came up trumps at the very least in the convenience of booking all from one place, and in a patience to go with several permutations of the trip without once showing a hint of annoyance.
So between the six of us, that’s about 120 flight tickets in 6 months. Gulp.
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May 2011
Archive for May, 2011
Families that have been down this path
As we looked into this adventure, it was great to see the stories of other families that have been down this road before. This road being the one where you take your child(ren) out with you and go for a mind-expanding trip around (bits of) the world. If you’re reading this blog thinking ‘what a […]
Flights
The flights are almost all booked. We fly on average once every 13 days. So far. And not always from the last place we landed. Air miles have pretty much got us covered for our flight out to Cancun in Mexico, and back from Sao Paolo in Brazil. Then some hefty search and negotiation from […]
Hello world!

The flights are not all booked. Almost none of the accommodation has yet been found. We have not agreed yet on how long we’re staying where. We have not yet actioned most things we need to do to get the house rented. Our youngest is still in nappies and refusing to sleep in his own […]
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3 weeks and an iPad
First blog post from the iPad which I will be using for updates for the first 2 or 3 weeks of our trip until I lose it or it gets stolen. Reassuring to see the features that allow me to lock or even wipe it remotely. Waiting for the app that would allow me to watch a potential thief’s face as the iPad develops a case of extreme tourettes at the most inopportune moments. Anyone out there keen to develop? I will give you both the rights to it, and a starter set of words to be getting on with. But I digress…
Three weeks today, we leave. 19 sets of flights booked, and 117 of the 185 nights’ accommodation. With 4 young kids, we decided to try to get as much booked in advance as we could. It would have been cheaper, and probably more fulfilling, to make some of those decisions as we went, but the stress of not knowing where they would be sleeping was one we decided we didn’t want to add to our rapidly growing list of things to freak us out. So we still need to find places to stay in Bolivia, part of Costa Rica and most of Argentina.
Over here, we are packing and shifting to storage on a weekly basis, trying to motivate the estate agents to find us non-homicidal tenants for the house, finalising details with school, recovering from the hit of upfront costs, trying to fit in a London to Paris cycle while fat and unfit for a children’s project in Gaza (still open for sponsorship), arranging charity and personal affairs for while we’re gone, still hoping to have a goodbye day, and enough more on this list to accelerate a boredom-induced coma. For anyone in need of developing vicarious OCD, I will put out the full list one day.
Today, some packing, lost passports, Cuban visa, and Doctor’s appointment. There are some ailments one is better not having during a trip. We are fortunately at a stage where if one of those conditions was pregnancy, number 5 wouldn’t be born atop a volcano in southern Argentina. Though I think Ash AlQasem would be a pretty cute name. With that, enough prattle, and back to preparations.
P.S. If anyone from my old team is reading this, thank you so much for the iPad leaving gift. It is a wonderful thing that I will enjoy for a few weeks before it gets forcibly shared with someone else.
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School
I remember at school always being fascinated by the few kids who seemed to be a little more worldly-wise through having travelled a lot. I was always a little envious. Pre-teens, they seemed to know more, be more confident and assured. When we were in our teens, they always seemed to attract more girls :). Either way, it always seemed to give them an edge. They always knew that little bit more about something I’d not even thought about knowing about. And more importantly, they just seemed to have this very open demeanour about them.
And that is the opportunity we are hoping our children will grasp. To make the most of an experience that we are all fortunate to be having. To see and live with peoples and cultures a long way from Twickenham and the UK. Although they have a Palestinian father and Spanish mother, they are so far fairly rooted in one culture.
We will be volunteering with them as a part of our journey at a school in Cusco, Aldea Yapanay, which Paola found. In as much as I would hope that we can bring something of value to the Peruvian children with whom we will share some time together, I am also certain that they will bring something of value to us and to our children.
For instance, it would be wonderful for Omar and Alvaro to question the things that they take for granted, to understand the blessings that they have here in the UK. But also to viscerally understand that life’s riches are so much more than a Wii, or a DS, or a bicycle. To see first hand that children who don’t have any of these are not necessarily any poorer. Perhaps to see that life can be rich regardless of what you own and buy, and that in most instances, your perception shapes how rich your life is. And also to see that working with other people and children should be an act of support and joy, not of pity.
The ethos on which this school is founded sound tremendous once you get over the hippiness! “Values, Principles, Love”. They work with children who have harshness at home and at school, and provide them with after-school activities which given them a combination of respect, discipline and love. It is a fine balance, but a seemingly worthwhile one. I love these guidelines from their website:
“When you meet someone, try to understand them. If you don’t understand them, accept them. If you don’t understand or accept them, just respect them”. What a great starting point when you meet someone.
I am certain that it will also enrich Paola and I. Like most people in the UK, we have made donations to children’s causes where the appeal touched us. And as many of you know, with Paola’s support I co-founded Hope and Play, a charity for children in Palestine and Bangladesh with my good friend Tony. But giving money, while valuable, only scratches the surface. I still believe that the most that you can give and receive is in working with the children in the field, and that is an area that I am embarrassingly poor in. To be honest, I’m actually somewhat worried that I may not be any good at it. But time will tell.
There is plenty for us all to learn in the school of Central and South America that we are about to enrol in.
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Just had a look at the video about the school. It looks fascinating. Look forwarwd to hearing how you get on there.
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The calm before the storm
3 days to go. We are out for a walk and a bite in beautiful Richmond. The list of things to do shows no sign of diminishing, and each task completed gives birth to two others. Many won’t get done. But as I sample Austrian herbal lemonade in this outdoor German sausage restaurant in Richmond, the sense of resignation to greater forces has set in.
Paola has passed her photography course with distinction, which will hopefully mean that I take fewer of these ‘phone shots. Now I just need to get her camera fixed. That, and storage, and insurance, and banks, and a multitude of other tasks awaits tomorrow. But tomorrow is another day, and this evening is beautiful and deceptively calm. I think we will have mint tea. Next time I write, we will not be in England.
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Having dropped in on the Alqasems only a couple of hours ago (i.e. about 12 hours before they leave the UK) we can confirm that the packing is all done, the kids are safely tucked up in bed and Iyas and Paola are relaxing and enjoying a quiet drink on their last night in the UK for 6 months.
If you believe that you’ll believe anything.
Have a great trip guys – looking forward to following the blog!!
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Hi y’all! It’s great to see a post from Cuba with a character statement on Che. Plus, why didn’t Paola dance!? Looking forward to more as you move on. Keep enjoying yourselves and put fun to max!
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June 2011
Archive for June, 2011
The calm before the storm

3 days to go. We are out for a walk and a bite in beautiful Richmond. The list of things to do shows no sign of diminishing, and each task completed gives birth to two others. Many won’t get done. But as I sample Austrian herbal lemonade in this outdoor German sausage restaurant in Richmond, […]
School
I remember at school always being fascinated by the few kids who seemed to be a little more worldly-wise through having travelled a lot. I was always a little envious. Pre-teens, they seemed to know more, be more confident and assured. When we were in our teens, they always seemed to attract more girls :). […]
3 weeks and an iPad

First blog post from the iPad which I will be using for updates for the first 2 or 3 weeks of our trip until I lose it or it gets stolen. Reassuring to see the features that allow me to lock or even wipe it remotely. Waiting for the app that would allow me to […]
July 2011
Archive for July, 2011
Our Own Personal Cuba

These are some of photos that mean something to us, but probably not much to most people. Don’t bother reading this post unless you are family or close friends, as it will likely be even duller than the other ones for you! Text may follow if we get the time and an unexpected burst of […]
Travel experiences and our tips in Cuba

Accommodation While in Cuba, we stayed only in Casas Particulares, which as we mentioned before, are homes where the owners are able to rent out rooms to guests. These were far cheaper and more personal than hotels. The family there usually follows your lead as to whether to stay out of your way, or to […]
On Che and ‘la lucha’

Che was a hero of mine in my teens, as he was to millions of others. I was riveted by castaneda’s biography of him, Companero, found The Motorcycle Diaries a fun and insightful read, and his Bolivian Diaries eery as they continued to the day before his assassination. However, visiting Cuba and seeing the plight of many Cubans, a […]
Feeding spaghetti with my fingers

This has been a trip of many firsts. On our bus ride from Trinidad to Santa Clara in Cuba, I have added to the list feeding spaghetti to my 3 year old daughter with my fingers. Fingers, being thicker than the teeth of a fork, are less than ideal for pronging through spaghetti. Being attached […]
Observations in Cuba

I’ve asked many of the Cubans we’ve met what the biggest Cuban sports are. Unlike pretty much all of the Spanish speaking world, football doesn’t get a look in. Number one is baseball. Second is boxing. Third, and I was told this by more than one person, so it was either a famous joke or […]
Quite proud really

Alvaro, my second son seems to have developed an admiration for Che Guevara. As a part of this trip to Cuba, I have been sharing her history with the boys. A fascinating story, but given her proximity to Mexico, there are some marked differences. While in Mexico, the Maya are still alive and well, in Cuba […]
Week one and a half in Mexico

Casualties to date: 1 pair sunglasses (Paola) lost somewhere in transit; 1 suitcase left in airport – recovered; 1 wandering child in Gatwick – recovered; 1 bruised ego – Iyas walks into chest-high cactus. London to Cancun was a 10 1/2 hour flight on BA, during which Alvaro and Omar couldn’t contain their excitement at having […]
August 2011
Archive for August, 2011
Flying through Lima

We probably did not do Lima justice. 3 days. And this blog post is intentionally designed to reflect that:) A great hostel in a converted colonial house. The monastery with several tens of thousands of people buried in the catacombs below, and the square outside where Aida was mobbed by adoring schoolgirls (Passing thought – […]
Swims With Sea Lions

Yesterday I played with a sea lion in the ocean. He danced in front of me for a good few minutes, invited me to follow, then shot off faster than I could hope to swim. And it was definitely play. He swam around me, ducked in and out in a game of chase […]
Lazy Focas

Walking in the Galapagos, you cannot but be overwhelmed by the number of seals lazing around. In roads, on beaches, on steps, on boats, in fact anywhere where there was a flat or comfortable piece of ground that they could fit on. Except that we were abruptly corrected by every local. These are not seals […]
A day was too long in Guayaquil

Flying in over Quito, we wondered whether we’d made a mistake not to stop here. The view of the city nestling in the Andes on multiple levels, and the sudden dramatic drop from one to the next made us wish we’d scheduled a few days here. There are places that are best viewed from the […]
Our personal Costa Rica

Fantastic apartment in Alajuela. 4 beds that we could string together to make the widest bed known to man, and which the kids loved. Dinner in the hostel. Aida and her fat daddy moment. “It’s a shame”? No, “It’s a really big fat belly”. Chop chop chop. The owner’s mother who knew more about Palestine […]
(Surfing and) The global happiness revolution

3 Boys Surf pose Drive along any longish stretch of road in Costa Rica, as we just have going from the coast at Samara to the Manuel Antonio national park, and you will see a bunch of signs by the side of the road that say nothing more than CostaRicaHappy.com. This would seem even odder […]
Volunteering at the Children’s Eternal Rainforest

We have had a near daily education as to the etymological makeup of the word ‘rainforest’, and the critical 4 letter difference from the word ‘forest’. Today was no different, but fortunately the downpour came after our work was done. We took the children to Monteverde’s Children’s Eternal Rainforest (Bosque Eterno de los Niños). This […]
Us and the Nicaraguan contra affair

Costa Rica throws up some surprises every so often. This evening, we had dinner in a restaurant called ‘The Airplane’. Nothing odd about a restaurant called the airplane. Plenty odd, though, about a bar and nightclub which are housed inside a Fairchild C123 which looks to all intents and purposes like it crash landed into […]
Stalkers

Not sure who’s doing the stalking, but these ladies from Amsterdam joined us on a bus from Cienfuegos in Cuba, then on the same flight from Cuba to San Jose in Costa Rica, and two weeks later in the same hotel at the bar at the same time in Samara beach. Seemed too nice to […]
Coffee farmers in Monteverde

I have a confession to make. I am sitting in The Common Cup cafe in one of the world’s coffee growing hotspots in Monteverde, Costa Rica, where the owners grow and process their own coffee, and I have ordered a Mocha. Thousands of coffee growers are turning in their graves at the lack of sophistication […]
Sad to be leaving Cuba

Not sure what it was. The friendliness of her people? That there is a lot to do there and their aspirations were more fundemental than waiting for the next Apple release? The feeling that the revolution is never a distant memory? The endless banter in the street with people you’ve never met and would never […]
September 2011
Archive for September, 2011
Dreams and Visions from Cusco

It was the wonderful Anne-Marie’s birthday a few days back. She chose to spend it here in Cusco with us and flew over from Dublin. And so, on September 10, we went out with Anne-Marie, one of our oldest friends, with Yuri and Maia, two of our newest. I love my friends for a variety […]
Paola walks Machu Picchu

As though the Inca Trek were not challenging enough. Sallkantay is the walk for the hardcore. But even that wasn’t enough. Sallkantay only gets you as far as Machu Picchu itself. No, if you really want to join the nutters, you go ABOVE the lost city of the Incas and walk to Huayna Picchu, which […]
Cusco’s Magic Hostel

Sitting in the hostel at night after a collective grilled chicken and chips run, and the guys here including my son Omar and the founder of the Aldea Yanapay school, Yuri, are playing a game with a set of round cards that I’ve not seen before. The intensity has closed their heads into a circle […]
“Otra Forma de Vivir” – Aldea Yanapay

An eager audience at the weekly show Walking back to my hostel in Cusco alone a couple of nights ago, I saw a schoolgirl of around 11 or 12 years, still in her school uniform, pushing and cajoling her blind drunk father to get him home. He was teetering all over the road and pavement, […]
October 2011
Archive for October, 2011
Choices

Today, my wallet was stolen on the tube. For the first time in four months of travel, after we passed through countries all poorer than Argentina, it was on the underground in Buenos Aires that a man with chinos and brown suede brogues finally brought that long run of safe pockets to an end. Talking […]
The Bolivian Diaries

Bolivian Elvis the Salt Plains Guard Crosses and miniature shrines pepper the side of the road from La Paz to Uyuni here in Bolivia. Each was planted by the family of someone who died along this very straight road, usually killed by a lorry overtaking a car in the opposite direction and not bothering to […]
There’s about as much to do as we’ve done so far

Today we are on day 92 of our 184 day trip. Landing in Mexico seems like a lifetime ago now, as I’m sure landing in the Isla del Sol in lake Titicaca will seem when we arrive in Gatwick on 3rd Jan 2012. But as the halfway point, a quick opportunity to reflect on how […]
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