Travelling further with a Nigerian passport.

  I like to travel. Especially to places Nigerians don’t tend to visit. You meet interesting people. Two years ago, near Chichen Itza, Mexico, my wife and I met an elderly Argentine couple, Flavia and Rodolfo. Charming duo. Flavia adored my wife’s smooth and taut skin. She ran her hand over the missus’ skin. Rodolfo was aghast at his wife’s …

Our man in Havana – Oh, Fidel, what have you done!

I disrelish communism. I abhor totalitarian regimes. I abhor any government that willfully muzzles its people even if the country appears to prosper. I am a purveyor of the right to self-determination, free speech, right to association and right to own property. Call me naive, but I’m sold on democracy and democratic principles. Cuba is a communist country. But Cuba …

Memories of New York.

So, right. To Uncle Sam. After junketing through Europe, I flitted across the Atlantic to Gotham. The first city on my US jaunt. Few cities are as iconic as New York. When you think of America, you might actually be thinking about New York. Yellow taxis. Lady Liberty. NYPD. Manhattan. Hustle. The American Dream. But New York is more than …

My Holocaust jaunt. How it all began.

Sometime in 2018, I watched CNN’s Christiane Amanpour interview Ronen Bergman on his book, Rise and Kill First: The Secret History of Israel’s Targeted Assassinations. In the interview, Bergman talked about how the Mossad, the Shin Bet (Israel’s internal security organ) and AMAN (Israel’s military intelligence) went about aiding perceived enemies of Israel cash in their chips early. Bergman explained …

My Holocaust jaunt. Hello Buda and Pest!

So, on to Central Europe. To Budapest. Just so you know, Hungarians hate it when you refer to Hungary as being in Eastern Europe. They are in C-E-N-T-R-A-L-E-U-R-O-P-E! My train from Munich to Budapest was the Euronight sleeper train Kalman Imre. It leaves Munich Hbf at 23:00pm to arrive at Budapest Keleti station at about 8:00 am. I’d booked a berth in …

My Holocaust jaunt. Krakow. Auschwitz-Birkenau.

On to the last leg of my Holocaust jaunt. To Krakow, Poland. If this is the first post you are reading about my European jaunt, it might be worthwhile to read why I embarked on this 9-day, 5-city tour. You’ll find that here. You may then follow up with accounts of my trips to Amsterdam, Berlin, Munich and Budapest. Done with Budapest, I chose to take …

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