Three Weeks for the Price of Two!

Some of my friends are surprised to learn that I qualify for a Saga holiday. In fact, I sometimes find it hard to believe myself.

However, I've found that it's nothing to be ashamed of.... On a Saga holiday you're more than likely to bump into a 85-year old in walking boots en route from Machu Pichu to Australia, via the Borneo Rain Forest. An example to us all of what you can achieve over the age of 50!

So, finding myself in a position to travel the world and, in a cowardly fashion, deciding to do it in comfort, I booked on my first Saga holiday in 2005. I'd worked up to this by visiting relatives in Bahrain (very dry and very small - the country not the relatives) and by taking a coach tour to New England in the Fall (drawbacks - being paired up with a nice Vietnamese American man, who still didn't understand a joke after 32 years in the country and the ridiculous and shameful cost of wanting to have a room to myself rather than sharing).

It had always been a dream of mine to visit orang-utans in the wild, so my first Saga expedition was to Sabah on the island of Borneo, the highlight of which was watching around a dozen rehabilitated orang-utans coming in from the jungle to feed on bananas and sugar cane.

Buoyed up by the delight of that holiday, the reasonable cost and the fact that I had actually survived unscathed to return to the bosom of my family, I immediately decided to book another holiday in an equally far away destination. And so I came upon THREE WEEKS FOR THE PRICE OF TWO!!