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Tony Giles, Blind World Traveler and Author
August 2, 2026 by Teh Chin Liang
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Victoria Falls – Tony with Cataract Island behind and Devil’s Cataract to the left

Tony Giles is a blind and partially deaf adventurer from England who has turned the world into his classroom, He has traveled solo to more than 130 countries across all seven continents, going for everything from bungee jumps to crossing the Arctic Circle and he shares the ride through his ebooks and talks.

Q. Tell us about yourself?

I am Tony Giles. I live in the Southwest part of the UK. Currently 47 years old. Totally blind from birth and partially deaf in both ears from the age of 5 years. Attended specialist schools for blind-visually impaired children. This is where I learned to read and write using Braille, the tactile dot system. I also received mobility instruction, where I was taught to use a long white cane to navigate my surroundings.

I have a BA in American Studies from the University of Northampton, East England and an MA in Transatlantic Studies (History of US Foreign Policy in the Cold War) from the University of Birmingham, England.

Q. Take us to the very first time you decided you wanted to travel solo and where your inspiration came from?

My inspiration for travel came from my dad’s stories of when he was in the Merchant Navy in the 1950s. He told me about crossing Australia from coast to coast by train and it taking over three days. He also described sailing along the Saint Lawrence River in Canada with icebergs floating along the ship’s side. These stories pricked my imagination.

When I was 16, I had the opportunity to visit Boston, USA with my school and loved it. Everything was so different: pavements were huge, I could feel the space through my body, steaks were enormous and people talked with strange accents. I found the US exciting and wanted to experience more. However, it was whilst studying in America in the winter of 2000 that my first solo trip occurred.

All my friends went to Florida for Spring Break, but I wasn’t interested in joining them as I thought they would curve my desire for adventure, so I headed to New Orleans instead. I’d read about this lively city in a novel, which I’d listen too as an audio book.

A university staff member helped me book a flight and find a hostel (cheap shared accommodation) and I went off and had fun.

I still remember that trip now. It was so simple. A friend drove me to the airport near the university I was attending, airport special assistance took me through the airport, through security and escorted me onto the plane. I was met upon landing in New Orleans and taken out of the airport to a taxi that drove me to the city and right to my hostel. Once settled in my dorm room, I asked reception staff walking directions to the main street in New Orleans where I could find food, beer and live music.

I was directed to Bourbon Street and told what areas to avoid. I felt the heat on the street and the electricity in the air. New Orleans was alive with activity. Jazz emanating from almost every bar and cheap beer everywhere. I bumped into people on the streets and engaged in interesting conversations. It was a wonderful experience.

Feeding an elephant at the ElephantCafe, Livingstone, Zambia, March 2020

Q. When you are traveling, how do the sounds you hear, the things you touch, the flavors you taste, and the people you meet all come together in the way you experience a place?

I use sound, smell, touch to give me a sense of my surroundings when travelling alone in a new town, city, country. I also use my memory to get about. For instance, if I walk from my accommodation to a particular landmark, museum, religious building, I try to remember how many streets I’ve crossed how many corners I’ve turn, how many are left or right.

I use my feet to notice the various textures of the ground and add them to my memory. I also look for objects next to my accommodation to find it in case there are no people around to ask. This might be the texture of the entrance gate or a nearby lamppost, streetlight, trash bin, etc. I use my feet to detect if I’m going up or down any gradients and so on. This gives me a mental picture of my surroundings. I use my hearing to follow the sound of traffic to give me a basic direction. I know that if traffic increases I’m probably heading to a city’s center. I also follow the sounds of peoples footsteps and voices. This is useful when crossing roads that don’t have audio traffic lights. When I hear people walking, I know it’s fairly safe to cross and follow.

Tasting various textures and flavors of food gives me an insight of a country’s culture and provides me with a better understanding of peoples customs, especially when dining with a local. The taste of a nation’s cuisine combined with traditional music and interesting conversations allows me to gain a sense of what a country and its culture is really like.

I don’t need any sight to talk, eat, drink and hear music.

It’s the combination of using all my senses that gives me a small idea of what a city or country and its people are really like. I feel the atmosphere in different places and try to connect with local people on a basic level.

Tony G & Tony B, Interview in Abu Dhabi, 6 June 2024

Q. How do you train yourself to get around the world. Different countries have different systems for the blind, how do you navigate and adjust when you are in a new place?

I travel with a laptop that has specialized speech screen-reading software on it called JAWS. Each time I press a key the laptop speaks. This allows me to navigate the internet using the keyboard’s arrow keys and research the places I want to visit in a particular country/city, etc.

I gather research about a place’s public transport, sights to visit, available activities . These I type into a text document that I can read on my laptop whilst travelling. I discover a country’s national and local dishes and permit them to memory because I can’t read a menu and the majority of people in many countries don’t speak much English.

I also carry a small device similar to a mobile phone called Victor Stream Reader. It has tactile buttons and can store various files on it, including text documents, and both music and photos. The device has speech software, enabling me to listen to the information I’ve gathered as I travel and even listen to it as I walk along a street.

Once at my accommodation in any particular place, I ask the staff to escort me around the building; show me where the toilets, showers and kitchen are located and connect me to the internet, I’m ready to go exploring.

I need to know where I want to visit because I can’t read a map. Unlike many people, sighted or blind, I don’t use a Smart phone. Most don’t have tactile buttons and I don’t like the idea of swiping. Also, due to my deafness, I struggle to hear a mobile phone. Therefore I rely more on the public. I’ll tell a hotel/hostel staff member the place I wish to visit and ask how to get there, either by foot or via public transport. If walking, I ask them to tell me how many streets or blocks I may need to walk, where to turn right or left, etc. When travelling by public transport I want to know what bus number or metro line to take and the name of the stop I require.

I’ll often ask accommodation staff to write down on paper the necessary information in their own language so I can enter cafes, bars, shops etc, show the paper and ask locals for directions. By this method, I often find that many kind people will give me good directions or even accompany me to my destination. It’s a great way to interact with locals.

I take a copy of the accommodations address and phone number so if I get lost or stuck or need help with the local language, I can shout “Taxi”, show them the address and get back to a safe place.

When researching a country’s attractions and places to visit I look for museums that have an audio guide or a guided tour. I often try to join a guided walking tour, especially ones that are free. A walking tour is a good way to get a feel of a city’s/town’s layout, gain some history from a local guide and discover a few “hidden gems” not mentioned in tourist guidebooks.

Readers might like to know that I take my own photos, usually with a little help! Although, often I’ll simply aim and shoot by myself. I find it fun and interesting. I use an app on my laptop called Be My Eyes that describes photos in reasonably accurate detail, allowing me to discover what I’ve photographed. This gives me an added insight to many of the historic buildings and other attractions I visit.

I love hiking to waterfalls, stumbling across unexpected fountains I can listen too, like all over Zurich, Switzerland and statues I can explore with my hands. Wroclaw, Poland has many statues; most on the ground and very small and interesting. Warsaw, Capital of Poland, is also great for tactile objects. There are tactile models outside many of the city’s famous attractions, like the cathedral and castle.

Sand Boarding, Cerro Negro volcano, Nicaragua, April 2016

Q. I know you love extreme adventures. Out of all the wild things you have done, which one gave you the biggest adrenaline rush?

I love undertaking adrenaline activities! I gain such a thrill from a bungy jump, sky dive, rafting trip. It’s because I feel every bump, bounce, splash, crash! it involves all my senses and my entire body. I’ve partaken many such activities multiple times but the one event I remember the most that gave me the biggest thrill was a Rocket Bungy, which I did in New Zealand in 2001.

I was strapped into a plastic seat inside a metal framed ball-shaped apparatus. Then, suddenly, without warning, the ball was tipped backwards and I was on my back, facing the sky. I knew this because I felt the warm sun on my face. Apparently, two bungy chords were stretched up over two tall towers.

Suddenly, the bungy chords were released and the ball, with me inside it, shot into the air with tremendous force and speed. My entire body felt the impact as I shot 229 feet into the air. Bang! What a hell of a shock! I swore loudly enjoyed the forces pummeling my body before crashing back to earth – what a f…ing thrill! One I’ll never ever forget!

Tony bungee jumping off the Transporter Bridge in Middlesbrough. 7th October 2012

Q. You’ve got 3 eBooks about the way you travel. What made you decide to put those stories down, and what do you hope readers take away from them?

It was my mum who suggested I write a book about my travels back in 2005. I’d undertaken several longish trips and recently returned from a year traveling around the globe. I was a little reluctant at first. But eventually sat down and began thrashing something out, mainly using my memory.

I simply decided to chart everything I’d experienced in my life thus far, thinking it probably would never be published. It became a kind of therapy. I lost both my best friend and my aging dad through illness and was still verry frustrated and angry about being blind and partially deaf. Writing gave me the chance to express my feelings without having to speak them out loud.

I hope the 3 slightly different eBooks give readers a sense of adventure and an insight of travel from a unique perspective. Maybe they provide readers with the notion that being disabled doesn’t have to be a negative and prevent people from living their dreams. But mainly the eBooks say go have fun and try something new, and different. In essence, have a go.

Tony beside Niger River, Bamako, Mali, March 2012

Q. What has been the biggest challenge you have had to deal with while traveling, and how did you get through it?

Having my backpack, tent and sleeping bag taken whilst camping in a field in the Yukon, Canada is probably the most difficult challenge I’ve had whilst traveling!

This story is detailed in my second eBook: Seeing The Americas My Way.

Basically, I arrived into White Horse, far North Canada in the verry early hours of the morning. Learning that all the hostels were full and not wanting to share a hotel with other people off the Greyhound bus, I decided to camp. Someone show me to a field where I could pitch my tent. I put it near to a gravel path in order to re-locate the tent on my return.

Later, I walked into town, found breakfast and undertook a couple of activities. That night I was dropped back at the bus station by a kind local and set off to find my tent. Once on the gravel path, I began swinging my mobility cane in order to hit the tent. After sometime searching, I went to the nearby road, locating it through the sound of traffic, and managed to stop a vehicle. The driver was a young guy delivering pizza! He couldn’t believe or understand why a blind guy was camping all alone in Canada. I explained I was searching for my tent, but couldn’t locate it. He helped me search, but couldn’t see it anywhere. Everything was gone: Tent, large backpack, sleeping bag.

I was in shock and upset. The guy took me to a Salvation Army refuge where I spent the night. He promised to help me search again in the morning. I reported the missing items to the local police, but they weren’t much help. My main concern was the loss of my blood pressure tablets. Fortunately, I managed to buy the medication sometime later. After spending an evening in a bar feeling sorry for myself, I remembered about a guy I’d met in South America who lived in Haines, Alaska – only three hours away by bus and ferry. I still had his number. So I phoned him, explained my predicament and asked to stay. In the end events turned out well, but It was a hell of a shock when it happened.

Q. Your message to our readers?

If you want to travel, go do it. It’s very possible. Live life and try to have fun.

All photographs credit: Tony Giles
Tony Giles' Social Media:
Website: www.tonythetraveller.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/theblindbackpacker
YouTube: www.youtube.com/c/TonyGilesTraveller

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Tony in The Alpes

Hi everyone, I hope this finds you well. I'm fine. I'm in the Alpes. I've been travelling around southern France for a little over 3 weeks now and it's hot! I'm now in the small mountainous town/city of Briancon, France's highest town. It's a historic place, with lots of fortrees and old city walls surrounded the Alpes, well, actually built into the mountains. Streets are steep, as I discovered yesterday whilst hiking up to a couple of its fortresses. It's a fortified city, designed and built by a French Royal Army officer and engineer, Sébastien Le Prestre, Marquis de Vauban (1633-1707) I reached Briancon by train from Toulon, with a change in Marseille. That took 6 hours, on Sunday 15th June. I stayed in the lovely Pension Saint Antoine, run by a lovely, kind lady. The following morning, Monday, the lady put me on a local bus, which dropped me just outside the old city walls. I met a nice guy from Canada, now living in Briancon with his wife. he helped me through one of the large gates and gave me rough directions to the main bastian – Fort des Trois-Têtes. I followed a rough gravel trail and used my cane to negotiate the many switchbacks. I crossed the famus bridge, Pont d'Asfeld: an engineering gem from the 17th century, this stone bridge spans a vertiginous gorge at a height of over 50 meters (170 feet). Without realising it, I crossed the bridge! I was expecting something made of hard stone and bigger/higher. Continuing to hike, took me into the woods, which meant hiking for longer. I slipped and fell many times on the loose gravel and stones, but had fun. Eventually I met 2 English guys coming the other way. They helped me find the bridge. Once back across the river, I turned left and struggled up a steep rocky hill, which lead me into the start of the fortress area, city walls and the main part of Briancon's medieval town. The guys explained the layout in front of me and told me what was to my left and right. The main fortress was to the right, uphill, so, of course, I headed up. The road was steep and I bumped into many parked cars, but finally found the fort. It was a little confusing to me and I couldn't really find the entrance until I heard an echo. I followed a rail and this took me higher. After some time searching, I discovered a rock tunnel; went through and found some of the fort's walls on the other side, plus a couple of small rooms with stone walls. Descending several stone steps lead me to another stone room with views. I was unsure which way to go, so retraced my steps, eventually returning to the main town. After a coffee and an ice cream, I set off to find another fort. This time I hiked to Redoute des Salettes. However, this took a lot longer to hike than I realised, with me carrying my backpack with my laptop! Loose rocks everywhere and a steep gradient that, seemingly, continued up forever. I struggled, sweatted, fell, and grunted my way up. finally making the top around 4 pm or something. Of course, it was closed, so i took some picts and headed down. I probably took a diferent trail down as there were not the bolders I encountered on the climb on the descent. Instead, it was steep descending gradients of loose rough gravel and stones. returning to the bottom took even longer and I missed my 5 pm bus to Grenoble! fortunately, as I neared the end of the trail, I met a nice local guy who gave me a ride to the train station, established there were no trains/buses to Grenoble that night and found me a cheap hotel near the station.
This morning, Tuesday, 17th June, I'm still in Briancon! I thought there was a train departing at 10:51, but I missed it. No bus until 14:45 this afternoon. SoI'm sat in a cafe typing this in the heat and sun and drinking coffee and waiting! :).
The life of a travellller. Cheers, tony.
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Sierra Leone to Liberia and Back

Hey friends and followers. I hope everyone is keeping well?
I'm now back in Freetown, Sierra Leone. I'm staying at the quaint hostel in the Aberdeen Area where I was before. It's fairly quiet as I type this latest travel update, whilst sitting on the balcony, overlooking the stone-strewn track that is meant to be some kind of road, but isn't!
I disappeared for a while, to Liberia, but also to Tiwai Island Wildlife Sanctuary in east Sierra Leone.
To get to this tropical island in the middle of the Moa River, I first had to take a shared minibus (Boda-Boda) from the edge of Freetown to Bo, the country's second largest city and a university town – students everywhere.
I travel to Bo with a Dutch guy named Arne, who'd I'd met when in Freetown. He was fun, very tall and we argued a lot about various topics! It past the time. We stayed at Sahara Hotel in Bo. An inexpensive establishment, about US$11 per night for a private room with a fan, plus a towel and a bar of soap. Breakfast was included. I stayed there on another occasion.
Arne was also heading to Liberia. He departed for the border the next morning. I took a shared taxi to the town of Poturo, which took about 90 minutes or so, and then an hour-long motorbike taxi ride to the village of Kambama. Once at the village, a local guy took me across the Moa River to Tiwai Island in a simple canoe.
There are 8 traditional villages surrounding the island, all on the side of the river. Tiwai is tropical with a large rainforest, which is a protected wildlife reserve and sanctuary.
 Camping is available and also two simple guest houses: The former research lodge where I stayed and the Visitor Centre in the village. Meals are provided by the staff on the island for a fee. Breakfast is included in the price of a night's stay. Free, clean, drinking water is available on the island. It's possible to do several activities. I undertook a guided forest walk early the next morning and heard monkies calling to one another in a loud strange guttrall sound. Birds were also heard and frogs sang in the early morning. The noise the from made almost resembled a car alarm! The hour-long walk was fun. I had to step over several fallen logs and trees and tripped over  many rough stones and tree roots. The narrow trails twisted every way and I stumbled along behind my guide, constantly going up and down with every step. The forest closed in on all sides several times.
Later the same day, I had a canoe ride around part of the island. It was delightful: very peaceful, almost silent apart from the occasional splash from the canoe's oar. After an hour in splendid peace, the guide paddled me over to the mainland, helped me out, pulled me up the steep rocky slope to Kambama village and, after a 10 minute wait, I took a motorbike back to Putoru Town and went onto Bo. The next day I joined a shared taxi of 6 people including the driver, and  headed to Monrovia, capital and largest city of Liberia. The journey took roughly 6 hours, including time spent at both border crossings and several check-points. The shared taxi cost US$20 per person, one-way.
A Liberia tourist visa cost
US$100 and I arranged this in Freetown. I had to wait 7 working days to get the visa.
Upon arrival on the outskirts of Monrovia, I discovered it was a very noisy city! Music was booming from every bar and club, it being a Saturday evening. TV's seem to be blasting from every shop or restaurant. The roads were terrible: stones, rocks and pot-holes all over the roads! It was chaos, and that was just the taxi station! The motorbike ride into the city itself, was just as noisy and chaotic. The driver weaved in and out of other motorbikes, cars, trucks and all mannor of obsticles. I simply hung on! My destination was St. Teresa's Convent on Randal Street. This is, apparently, the cheapest place of accommodation in Morovia. All other guest houses and hotels are very expensive. Naturally, the motorbike driver couldn't find the location of the convent and had to ask several times. Eventually, it was found, but by this time, it was 9 in the evening. The staff at the convent weren't really expecting me, although one of my friends who was staying there, did mention I'd be coming.
St. Teresa's Convent is nice enough. Rooms are upstairs, with a kitchen on the ground floor. Free fresh water is available. Most rooms seem to be twins with 2 single beds. Bed sheets are provided, also a fan. There are 3 bathrooms with a sink, a toilet and a shower in each.
I plan to visit the 2 main churches in Monrovia, the Catholic Sacred Heart and the Prodistant Trinity, but the weather was so humid, I did almost nothing. The Dutch guy, Arne, who I'd travelled with before, told me about a newish restaurant down the street, called T Holy. Food was reasonably priced and they had free, good speed WiFi. So I based myself there for 3 days and researched. Eventually, I headed to Robertsport, 50 kilometres (32 miles) north of Monrovia. The shared taxi took about 4 hours to reach robertsport, again on farely bad roads. I stayed at the delightful and relaxing Philip's Guesthouse and was looked after splendidly by Philip and his young brother, Lisima. The guesthouse overlooks the main beach and on my first proper day in the peaceful town, Lasima and I headed down a grassy and rocky slope onto the soft sand. We walked about a kilometre in the warm air before finding a spot and sat on the gritty sand and chatted as I enjoyed the sound of the crashing surf.
Robertsport is a surfer's paradise. There are large waves and plenty of spots to ride them. Most of the locals surf. There are several things to do in and around the area: walk the long beach to a famous shipwreck, swim, surf, snorcle. Take a boat trip on nearby Piso Lake or go walking in the hills and mountains. It's a peaceful town. I spent most of my time lying in a hammack and listening to an audio book.
3 days later, I returned to Monrovia and its noise for one last night, before making a slow return back to Sierra Leone.
I fly back to the UK on 19th December.
Cheers, Tony :).

Trip to Banana, Sierra Leone

Hi deer friends, fans and followers. I'm well. Still in hot Freetown. I've just returned from 2 relaxing days on Banana Island, off the Sierra Leone coast. I stayed at a lovely, if slightly expensive, guest house named Dalton. Right on a small, gritty, private beach. Almost paradise! :). The local staff are lovely, kind, helpful and went out of their way to make my stay as easy as possible :). A private room with sink, toilet and basic shower, plus double bed with moskito net, small table and stool, plus an African-style basic couch, cost about US$32 per night. Meals are extra. A pretty good price for the view, sound of the Atlantic on the doorstep, a local village within walking distance, restaurant serving local food, gardens, lovely trees and hammacks to relax in.
It's a bit of a hike from Central Freetown, or, Aberdeen Neighbourhood, for that matter. Akeke for one person to Kent Beach, where motorised boats collect guests for the island, takes roughly an hour and can cost 400 Leones, roughly US$15, one-way. Although, 2-3 people can share a Keke (Tuk-Tuk). A motorbike from Aberdeen to Kent Beach is 150 Leones (US$6) each way and takes about 1.4 hours.
The motorboat to the island takes roughly 20 minutes and costs 400 Leones, About US$15, each way. Lifejackets are provided. There are various activities available: spear fishing, scuba diving, guided forest walks; lasting about 3 hours, a historic village walk. Or one can simply relax. Now back in Freetown, going to visit a few more sights and then plan to collect my visa on Wednesday and slowly head to Liberia.
Warmest wishes everyone. Cheers, Tony :).

Innosearch Message and Promotion

Hi dear friends and followers :). Some good and interesting news for those of you who like to travel and are blind-visually impaired.
InnoSearch, the US website company that uses AI to help visually impaired people shop more easily online, have  officially launched flights! You can take a look at
https://www.innosearch.ai/flights.
It should be now easier to search and compare flight prices over several sites. Go on, give it a go. I am. Many thanks. Have a great day/ evening.
Thank you, Tony :)