Day 301: Welcome To Lemurland

28.10.09: Lemurs are one of my favourite animals on Earth. A primate, cut off from his cousins in Africa and Asia for over fifty million years, they are undoubtedly the cutest little critters one could ever hope to feast one’s eyes on. Drawing on the best bits of cats, gods and monkeys there's a eye-boggling array of different species and breeds – including the famous ring-tailed lemur, the pygmy mouse lemur (the smallest primate in the world) and Richard Dawkin's favourite animal, the dancing sifaka. I had set my heart on seeing some lemurs today, so I rose early and annoyed myself by wasting a good hour looking for Tropical Service, the travel agency that I hoped would sell me a ticket on the Trochetia, the passenger boat (YES, THERE IS ONE!) I was hoping would spirit me away to Mauritius later today. Unfortunately for me,…

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Day 300: I ♥ Madagascar

27.10.09: Dear Santa, Hi, it's Graham here. Sorry I haven't written to you in ages. I've been a busy boy. I'm currently trying to set a new world record by visiting each and every country in the world in one journey using just surface travel. Now, I've been to a lot of places this year but so far, I haven't seen anywhere that would compare with my favourite countries in the world, which I already had in mind before I started out. So, as an early Christmas present, I would like you to send me to a country that is lovely and tropical, but has nice big green mountains so that I don't get too hot. I'd like there to be spectacular views and lots of great hiking tracks. I'd also like there to be undeveloped palm-fringed beaches so that I can sling my hammock and…

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Day 299: It’s A Mad Mad Madagascar

26.10.09: Yesterday passed with the graceful ebb and flow of the waves, and I am slowly coming to appreciate the grandeur to life on the deep blue. I spent most of the day standing with the wind in my face, the sun on my skin and the spray of the brine on my lips. Yeah, I could get used to this, but I seriously doubt that I'll ever have the funds (or the desire) to buy a boat. It's not just that I dislike the inherent queasiness and ever-present smell of petrol fumes on these damn things, it's that, well... after a couple of days it gets, well, boring. The sea is the sea is the sea – it's a trifle dull in all directions. But yesterday, we were cutting through the Indian Ocean and it felt great. It felt like I was finally – finally…

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