Day 155: Do Not Pass Go…

04.06.09: We were awoken at 6am by the guards. Still no phone call or anything. I began (very vocally) protesting against my treatment. At the very least, I should be allowed to call my family. Most of the day we were kept in the cells, only being allowed out for a few hours into the larger lock-up, as if for exercise. I spent my time constructively demanding a phone call off every one who had the misfortune of walking past the lock-up. My pleas fell on deaf ears. Certain policemen muttered something about the Frontier police, others blamed the chief of police. Either way, whilst some of the police where content in the knowledge that they were breaking several international laws by holding me without charge or a phone call, the smarter ones began to shy away from making eye-contact. At this point, I sensed I…

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Day 154: You Came In THAT Thing?

03.06.09: Hello and welcome to all you newbies to The Odyssey blog. I got a little press coverage in the UK last week, so I'm guessing that some of you will be wanting to know what the hell happened to me when I arrived in Cape Verde. I'm not one to stand on ceremony, so here we go... We passed the island of Maio (no doubt first discovered by Captain Teddlis) at around 4am and pressed on to the island of Santiago, getting there about 7am. We were accompanied into port by a bunch of curious Cape Verde fishermen and once we got there, we found a friendly police boat to tell us where we could dock. Only...they had machine guns. Hmm. At this point, I thought nothing untoward. In fact, I expected to be questioned upon our arrival, but with the backing of the Cape…

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