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Travel Journals

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Nairobi. Happening Place. 

Nairobi. The third and final “memory lane” stop. I lived here in 1972/73 before moving to Canada. Overall impressions: Nairobi has grown tremendously in the last 44 years and in my view has now made a mark as a key commercial player in Africa. More beautiful than I remember, greener than I recall. New airport, roads good. Service and people like I experienced in Lagos. Buzz, vibe, a happening place. Security vastly improved, streets much safer. Traffic like a parking lot during rush hour. Standstill. Great for reading.  
I have posted several pictures in the same order as I started my day yesterday. So you can follow the descriptions. 
Breakfast overlooking pool. Kids in swimming lessons. Must go to a nice school:).

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A Day In Bucharest 

Midnight in Bucharest. It is Friday night, an end to a dreadfully long week and the beginning of a much awaited weekend. I am suddenly wide awake and decide to go for a walk in the park across from my place. Summertime in Bucharest is warm, and the city’s 38 lovely parks allow for ample outdoor activities. Herastrau, the park next to my place, is the largest park and circles a beautiful lake. A wide variety of restaurants, nightclubs and sports amenities adorn this park. I am in exploration mode and tonight, as I am strolling, I suddenly find myself amidst rush hour traffic. Smack in the middle of the park. Cars, taxis, men and women dressed with a sense of clear purpose, perfumes, scents, hopes, hustle, bustle, a live band, high energy. I edge closer to the activity and see a nightclub called “Le Gaga”. Ah ha. Like Ibiza, the action only begins after midnight. I get back home by 1.00 am, somewhat shocked that the quiet, relaxed and romantic evening park turned into an uninhibited wild and passionate seduction scene at night. Ooh la la. That is Bucharest, for you. Understated, and full of surprise.
The next morning, I step onto the balcony with my espresso, and I see that the park is full of joggers, cyclists, roller bladders, baby trams, gardeners trimming flower beds, and I yet again appreciate the 3rd face of the park. From romance in the evening to party at night to family in the morning. Love it. A park for all seasons, multiple reasons, used 7×24, “always on”. Good stuff. I see life in the restaurant at the entrance of the park called Fattoria, a place I frequent. 

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Cairo to Casablanca

Summer, 2010

It was close to midnight on June 29th and I was boarding the Tarom flight en-route to Cairo. I was living in Moscow at the time, had come to visit Bucharest, my new home, and was headed to Cairo to visit our team there. Yasser, his wife and 2 kids were onboard with me; it was his final journey back home since I was to succeed him in Bucharest. We landed in Cairo at 3 am and it looked like hundreds of people had decided to descend upon Cairo at the same time. Alas…I had thought we would sneak through swiftly at the crack of dawn. Nope. This is something that has not changed in my life. Wrong line-ups, wrong assumptions, wrong timings. Ah well…another day, another adventure. This was Yasser’s last day so I had to use our time well. Hello Egypt, good bye sleep.

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Jordan and Syria

I have now been in Moscow for 21 months. While I am surprised that the time has flown at rocket speed, I am downright shocked that I am not bored. Being here is like a chess game, once you are into it, the possibilities are endless. Moscow is 871 years old. It’s history has touched many people and has been intricately connected with other countries in the region. Hence the culture, the economies, the religions, the architectures, the politics, are all connected in a wonderful web of webs. And I don’t mean the internet!

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Moscow, big bold beautiful

Been 35 months since my last trip to Moscow and this time I am in transit. Yet. Funny how the memories come gushing back like a fire hose.

First visited Moscow in 1980 just before the Olympics – while I was living in Paris. My biggest nightmare then was that the police would detect a device placed in my back as a result of a surgery and they would pull it out thinking I was hiding something. That did not happen. But the memory left with me was clinical, black and white, long queues, shortage of supplies, ugly breadbox apartment buildings with naked light bulbs, no curtains, all in all a very manicured tourist experience through Moscow and St Pete. After 2 weeks I was glad to be gone. With stories.

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Toronto, a city of contrast and joy!

This story is similar to many other stories, yet it provides a unique perspective on what makes someone want to experience the vibe of Toronto, move to Toronto and enjoy life in Toronto. We hope you enjoy the read, learn a bit about what to do in Toronto if you are a visitor, and discuss some of the benefits of living here, should you consider moving.

In early 1973 a young teenager, Karim Ladak, came to Toronto all the way from East Africa. He came for a short visit. He loved the city, and decided to move here in 1974 to complete high school. “Even as a teenager, I felt safe, and ventured to live on my own, sharing an apartment, eager to show the world that I could be independent, and get this! That I could even cook my own food. Never looked back, and 42 years later, after visiting over 125 countries and having lived in 10, here I am – deeply in love this city which has grown on me and with me.”

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Uzbekistan am I really here?

A beautiful lift off in Bishkek, snow capped mountains as backdrop to the green on the ground. Landed in Tashkent at 6.45 am. The capital, 4 million people plus, very green, lots of money visibly being spent to bring it to current standards. Uzbekistan has 32 million people, 23 praying Muslims (Russia has 21) 4000 ancient monuments and upwards of 2100 mosques. Filled with mosques mausoleums and madrasahs galore. Looks east acts west. Everyone in western clothing, yet a distinct Islamic identity to the country. In the morning in Tashkent we were a stones throw to Almaty and then flew across the country and now a stones throw to Turkmenistan. The bazaar was alive and kicking, never seen so much affordable fresh fruit in one place! All organic. Day one. Tres cool.

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A Surreal Thanksgiving in Kamchatka

The Aeroflot Boeing 767 at Moscow airport was ready to take off for Petropavlovsk. It had been a super-long week and I was ready to shut out the work world. The cabin had a real buzz because the flight was full. Alexey, my colleague was seated next to me, and started the “expat” education session on Kamchatka. It was an island of 280,000 inhabitants, mostly in fisheries, or the naval base. It is 9 hours east of Moscow, and the flying time would be 7 hrs 40 min. The flight took off at 4.40 pm, dinner was served, multiple conversation threads ensued…and suddenly I saw the sun rising. Breakfast was served, and we began our descent. The land looked beautiful from the air, stark. A mix of reddish ground, gold coloured foliage, a smattering of houses, mountains in the background. The plane landed in a sudden burst of enthusiasm and the wheels bounced on and off the ground as if to cha cha cha in Kam chat ka.

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