Autobiographical Travelogues – Nicholas Walker

Going Crackers in Kuwait

Nicholas Walker — Sat, 26 Sep 2020 20:40:45 +0000

One day we were going to a big market in Kuwait City. I was sitting in the front with Emad driving and in the back were Tammy and Steve, the English couple from the school. We were going through the outskirts and it was quite busy with pedestrians everywhere, almost like a Western city except the people would tend to wander out into the street without warning. And the cars come to that. Suddenly my gaze became transfixed. I sat forward. ‘Hat!’ I shouted. ‘Hat! Hat! Hat!’ Emad stared at me a concerned expression on his face. ‘Dr Nick?’ he said. ‘Stop the car…quick! Quick!’ I shouted flinging the door wide. ‘Pick me up just up the road!’ I pointed ahead and took off up the street. I ran quietly as I could in and out of the milling crowds and came up right behind the tall black African. He was wearing this huge, turban shaped, leather hat…ooo, it was magnificent! It had strings and buckles and a peak! I leapt high in the air, swept it from his head and took off like Usain Bolt. There came an outraged cry from behind but much faster than I expected I heard feet pounding in pursuit and more worryingly, others seemed to be joining in. I cut off into the road putting the hat on my head for safe keeping and the cries from behind became even more outraged. Then, just when things were getting a mite fraught the Caddy swung alongside and Tammy was holding the door open for me. I dived in and waved the hat out the window at my pursuers. Of course, Tammy and Steve were English so they didn’t deign to comment on my entirely understandable actions and Emad was doing his best to look relaxed but he kept shooting glances at my new hat. It was the following day before he finally broke, ‘Dr Nick,’ he said chidingly, ‘if you had wanted a hat that badly I would have taken you somewhere and bought you one!’

Going Round the Bend on the QE2

Nicholas Walker — Sat, 26 Sep 2020 20:30:26 +0000

Written by a bestselling author this is the hilarious story of him having a nervous breakdown and running away around the world on the QE2! Unbelievable but absolutely true the author’s sensitive mental state gives him a different slant on world travel and the millionaires he mixes with. A truly different travel book which will have you laughing on every page. This is the true story of how the author cured a nervous breakdown by taking a world cruise on The Queen Elizabeth ll. It is a peep into the luxury lifestyle of the very rich from the somewhat sardonic viewpoint of someone who is not quite sane. We visit 40 countries and each one is treated to the author’s observations which are nearly always humorous and written by someone who’s fragile mental state causes him to throw all caution to the winds. But more than that, Nick isn’t your conventional world traveller: he gets arrested in New York and undergoes an intimate body search, he fights off three armed muggers in Jamaica, falls out with Australian customs officers, has a motor bike accident in Bali, is attacked by two old men in The Taj Mahal and is thrown out of Vietnam. The book, though, is more about his life aboard the QE2: his love affairs, his growing relationship with the staff and their intimate, closeted lifestyle, the disastrous staff concert that ends up in an all-out fight, the excesses of the super-rich passengers and the bizarre situations that only happen aboard such as the night where he is trapped on the dance floor with the three women he has been dating. All in all it is the story of a man making his way back to sanity until he is finally deposited back on the quay at Southampton where he started only now he is penniless and has just been informed that everything he owns in the world has been thrown overboard into the sea. The hilarious follow up is now available: Going Insane in America, where Nick runs away to America to avoid his proctologist!.

Going Round the Bend on the QE2

Nicholas Walker — Sat, 26 Sep 2020 01:04:56 +0000

Written by a bestselling author this is the hilarious story of him having a nervous breakdown and running away around the world on the QE2! Unbelievable but absolutely true the author’s sensitive mental state gives him a different slant on world travel and the millionaires he mixes with. A truly different travel book which will have you laughing on every page. This is the true story of how the author cured a nervous breakdown by taking a world cruise on The Queen Elizabeth ll. It is a peep into the luxury lifestyle of the very rich from the somewhat sardonic viewpoint of someone who is not quite sane. We visit 40 countries and each one is treated to the author’s observations which are nearly always humorous and written by someone who’s fragile mental state causes him to throw all caution to the winds. But more than that, Nick isn’t your conventional world traveller: he gets arrested in New York and undergoes an intimate body search, he fights off three armed muggers in Jamaica, falls out with Australian customs officers, has a motor bike accident in Bali, is attacked by two old men in The Taj Mahal and is thrown out of Vietnam. The book, though, is more about his life aboard the QE2: his love affairs, his growing relationship with the staff and their intimate, closeted lifestyle, the disastrous staff concert that ends up in an all-out fight, the excesses of the super-rich passengers and the bizarre situations that only happen aboard such as the night where he is trapped on the dance floor with the three women he has been dating. All in all it is the story of a man making his way back to sanity until he is finally deposited back on the quay at Southampton where he started only now he is penniless and has just been informed that everything he owns in the world has been thrown overboard into the sea. The hilarious follow up is now available on Kindle: Going Insane in America, where Nick runs away to America to avoid his proctologist!

Going Mad in Mallorca

Nicholas Walker — Fri, 25 Sep 2020 00:33:24 +0000

Perdiendo los Tornillos en el QE2

Nicholas Walker — Sat, 12 Sep 2020 02:05:45 +0000

Escrita por un autor de superventas, esta es la hilarante historia de cómo éste tuvo un colapso nervioso y huyó por el mundo en el QE2. Increíble pero absolutamente verídico, el sensible estado mental del autor le da un enfoque diferente a un viaje alrededor del mundo y los millonarios con los que se mezcla. Un libro de viajes verdaderamente diferente que te hará reír en cada página. Esta es la historia real de cómo el autor curó un colapso nervioso tomando un crucero por el mundo en el Queen Elizabeth ll. Es una mirada al lujoso estilo de vida de los muy ricos desde el punto de vista algo sardónico de alguien que no está del todo cuerdo. Visitamos 40 países y cada uno recibe las observaciones del autor, que casi siempre son humorísticas y están escritas por alguien que tiene un estado mental frágil que hace que arroje al viento toda posible cautela. Pero más que eso, Nick no es un viajero convencional: es arrestado en Nueva York y sometido a una íntima inspección corporal, lucha contra tres asaltantes armados en Jamaica, se pelea con oficiales de aduana australianos, tiene un accidente de moto en Bali, es atacado por dos ancianos en el Taj Mahal y es vetado de Vietnam. Sin embargo, el libro trata más sobre su vida a bordo del QE2: sus aventuras amorosas, su creciente relación con el personal y su estilo de vida íntimo y cerrado, el desastroso concierto del personal que termina en una pelea total, los excesos de los pasajeros súper ricos y las estrafalarias situaciones que solo ocurren a bordo, como la noche en que queda atrapado en la pista de baile con las tres mujeres con las que ha estado saliendo. En general, es la historia de un hombre y su regreso a la cordura hasta que finalmente es depositado nuevamente en el muelle de Southampton, donde su aventura comenzó, solo ahora que no tiene un céntimo y le acaban de informar que todo lo que poseía en el mundo había sido arrojado por la borda al océano. La hilarante continuación está ahora disponible en Kindle: No del todo Cuerdo en América, donde Nick huye a Estados Unidos ¡para evitar a su proctólogo!

क्यूई 2 पर राउंड द बेंड जा रहा है द्वारा निकोलस वाकर

Nicholas Walker — Sat, 12 Sep 2020 00:50:50 +0000

एक तेजी से पुस्तक विज्ञान कथा उपन्यास

Going Barmy in Britain

Nicholas Walker — Sun, 30 Aug 2020 01:07:14 +0000

I was coming across the bridge when I saw this bloke cycling towards me. There were many things about him that annoyed me. He was on a mountain bike and I don’t understand mountain bikes, I mean why would you want to ride an extremely heavy off the road vehicle when you are demonstrably not off the fucking road? He was wearing a T-shirt and that really annoyed me, I mean it was freezing. I never did get to harden up to the weather in Scotland after the Middle East and it really got to me when some skinny ten year old girl would come along to karate wearing shorts and a microscopic blouse when I was all bundled up in a four season Mountain Equipment anorak. But today what really got to me was that he was on his mobile phone and the distraction was causing him to weave about. I thought about kicking his front wheel and depositing him in a mangled heap on the tarmac but I realized that though this is understandable behavior it is socially unacceptable…and then someone went and did it. Oh brother, did he come a cropper! His phone went skittering across the road and he was lying there shouting his head up all sort of tangled up in his horrible mountain bike. ‘What the bloody hell? What the bloody hell? What the bloody hell?’ he roared, this was obviously not an articulate guy. ‘Are you alright dear?’ asked an old lady who was one of the seemingly hundreds of people who had come rushing around. ‘Of course I’m not fucking alright,’ he bawled at her, rather offensively I thought. ‘That fucking maniac just kicked me off my bike!’ I realized he was indicating me so I tried a pleasant smile and a light laugh…it didn’t work. One of the two men who were trying to extricate him from his machinery turned to me. ‘Did you kick him off his bike?’ he asked. ‘Absolutely,’ said honest Nick. ‘Why would you do that?’ asked a nursey sort of woman. ‘He was on his mobile phone,’ I tried. The thing I most remember was when I gave that truthful response one of the blokes gave an understanding nod of agreement and wandered off. ‘Well, I’d better get moving, I’ll be late,’ I said for apart from that one man I was scenting a lack of popularity so I made my way briskly back to my car and made my way homewards…my work here was done.

Going Mad in the Middle East

Nicholas Walker — Sun, 30 Aug 2020 01:01:02 +0000

Dr Ahmed shuffled the papers on the desk in front of him. It was the Colonel’s desk but the Colonel wasn’t speaking. ‘Apparently there is no permanent damage,’ Dr Ahmed was saying, ‘but he is in quite a lot of pain.’ ‘Oh dear,’ said I. ‘We are very disappointed in you Dr Nick,’ said Dr Ahmed. ‘The Colonel is particularly angry with you and has no wish to speak with you at this moment.’ ‘Oh dear,’ I repeated. ‘I particularly asked that you avoided confronting this man,’ said Dr Ahmed. ‘I told you that we were dealing with this matter.’ ‘But surely you don’t believe that I would purposely go about burning another man’s testicles?’ I said. There came a strangled gasp from the Colonel who was sitting at the coffee table. ‘Dr Nick, I wish you would call them his private parts,’ said Dr Ahmed severely. ‘Ah not testicles?’ I said. ‘Private parts.’ Dr Ahmed winced at my bold language. ‘If you please Dr Nick.’ ‘Righto,’ I said. ‘As I was saying you surely don’t believe that I would purposefully go about burning another man’s penis?’ I said and the Colonel found a sudden need to go and gaze out of the window at the car park. ‘Dr Nick!’ ‘Sorry, I’m a scientist you see, I have been educated to use the correct scientific terms,’ I said. ‘Dr Ahmed, I understand that you questioned the other staff present about the incident…did any of them indicate this was anything other than an accident?’ ‘You are well aware that they wouldn’t say anything against you,’ snapped Dr Ahmed. He shuffled the papers again. ‘This is an incident that could result in you losing your job here Dr Nick.’ ‘No,’ said the Colonel from the window, the first word he had spoken. Dr Ahmed paused for a second then tried to regain his momentum: ‘Well, anyway, we will certainly have to get rid of the microwave as a safety measure,’ said Dr Ahmed and I could see even to him this seemed a pathetic response. He tried to rally, ‘I only hope you will take responsibility to the inconvenience you have put other people to.’ ‘You mean when he tries to pee?’ ‘Dr Nick! You are fully aware I am talking about the rest of the staff,’ he said very stroppily. ‘I don’t think there is anything more to be gained from continuing this conversation.’ ‘Okay.’ I stood up, ‘Thank you Colonel, thankyou Dr Ahmed.’ I went to the door opened it then closed it behind me. Then I counted ten seconds and opened it again and stuck my head back inside. ‘Dr Ahmed?’ ‘What now, Dr Nick?’ ‘I just thought you should know it wasn’t all a total dead loss.’ ‘It wasn’t?’ ‘No…I managed to save at least half of my coffee,’ I said cheerily. ‘It was quite delicious.’ As I walked away down the corridor I could hear the gales of laughter from the Colonel and I could swear I could even hear Dr Ahmed joining in. Funny thing, they never did get round to removing that microwave.

Going Crackers in Kuwait

Nicholas Walker — Sun, 30 Aug 2020 00:52:51 +0000

Going Loopy in LA

Nicholas Walker — Sun, 30 Aug 2020 00:44:58 +0000

‘What’s the fuss?’ I demanded stepping forward. ‘It’s him!’ John gestured towards the cowering figure of John. ‘It’s that bastard!’ ‘Yes,’ I said coming to the slow realisation that Todd is doing the gesturing with a gun in his hand. A very big gun. It’s an odd thing to see a gun in real life, being swung about that is. It looks false, you start thinking the whole thing is a movie but maybe that’s just ‘cos I’m a Brit. ‘He screwed me the other night and now he doesn’t even want to know me,’ howled Todd. ‘Well, what did you expect?’ I said struck by the complaint. ‘Everybody knows what he’s like.’ ‘I’m going to fix him!’ ‘What? By shooting him? That won’t fix him will it?’ ‘It will for me!’ ‘No, no, no,’ I said. ‘You can’t go shooting John just for being John. Anyway, the cleaners don’t come in till Sunday and I’m not cleaning up all that mess.’ ‘I’m not kidding Nick,’ said Todd and he didn’t look as if he was, he was bone white and shaking. I thought of letting him get on with it. I mean after all I like John but I wouldn’t really notice if he wasn’t there and the size of the gun Todd was brandishing would practically blow John in half so it would be relatively painless. I remembered I was British in front of all these Americans. ‘Now Todd,’ I said stepping right up to him. ‘I really can’t let you go shooting John.’ ‘It’s nothing to do with you Nick, you just stay out of the way.’ ‘No can do,’ I said. ‘I’m the manager here and it’s my responsibility.’ I gestured around the gym at all the frightened faces. ‘Look, if you go shooting anybody you’ll spend the rest of your life in some horrible little cell probably being abused by some fat, hairy felon, it’s not you Todd.’ ‘It’s worth it,’ he shouted at me still trembling, ‘now stand out of my way Nick.’ ‘Well, I guess you’ve got a choice to make,’ I said giving him my best smile, ‘you either give me the gun or you get to shoot me with it.’