As some of you might have noticed this travelling malarkey is beginning to wear thin with me. Not that I want to stop. Not that I don’t love exploring the world. Just that I’m struggling with constant hellos and goodbyes and, it seems, sightseeing.
When I first arrived in la Paz, I had a quick look around only to conclude it was the same as everywhere else. I couldn’t see the point in being there and felt like I’d seen it all before.
I most certainly hadn’t. Read the rest of this entry
Not many people realise but Gemma is an incredibly rageous person. Here she is repeatedly breaking the law… Read the rest of this entry
When the time came to leave Peru I was sad. I’d experienced a friendly and interesting culture, learnt a lot about nature and the Peruvian way of life and seen some of the best scenery I’ve ever come across. Peru is mountainous, tasty, hard work and relaxing all at the same time, and quite frankly we didn’t want to leave.
If we had to go though (which we did) we wanted to soak up the last of our time there by doing something quintessentially Peruvian. The only problem was that we didn’t know what that was. Gemma wasn’t keen on my suggestion to wear ponchos and become llama shepherds, although admittedly I was suggesting it more as a life choice than a last goodbye to Peru. So what to do… Read the rest of this entry
Hey, what was that? You want to watch a short video briefly outlining what me and Gemma got up to in South East Asia?
Well look no further! Read the rest of this entry
“You don’t really get to know a place unless you stay there a while…”
A sentence we’ve heard so many times from so many travellers. And it’s probably true, but its not the way we’ve been travelling. In India we got a sleeper train into a city, had a look around and then left on another sleeper train the following night. In Thailand we were booking buses onwards as soon as we stepped off the last one and in Vietnam… Well we were only in the whole country for a few days.
We’ve got a taster of each place we’ve visited though. And besides, if we stayed anywhere longer, we’d miss the other places… That’s just maths! Read the rest of this entry
Before we went travelling we weren’t exactly sure what to expect. We did however, know we wanted to tick three things off our list:
1) We wanted to learn as much as possible about each country we visited.
2) We wanted to have fun.
3) We wanted to trek to Machu Picchu.
The first two didn’t need much preparation, but the third required us to book a few months in advance and to have a certain amount of physical ability. We researched the best tour company to go with (inbetween obsessively google imaging the wonder) and one company came out on top – Llama Path. They were the most expensive but we went with them anyway because at that time, we had jobs. Read the rest of this entry
“Habla Espanol?” The guy behind the bar asked. He clearly wanted to tell me something and I bet it was something funny too because he had a cheeky face on him…
“I can say thank you in Spanish.” He looked disappointed. He also looked like ‘thank you’ and ‘Spanish’ might have been the only words he understood from my reply. He passed me the drinks I’d previously managed to order.
“Gracias” I beamed proudly but the man didn’t look impressed. Clearly me and Gemma were going to have to try harder than this in South America. Read the rest of this entry
A while back you may remember me and Gemma volunteering for Riverkids Project, an NGO based in Phnom Penh dedicated to reducing child trafficking in Cambodia.
Well, whilst I was there I made this charity video for them to persuade people to donate and/or volunteer. This is the long version, a shorter version will follow in the next few days. Read the rest of this entry
Sometimes you arrive at a city and fall in love with it, sometimes you hate it and sometimes it surprises you in a way you’d never expected.
Lima is a long way south of Miami, it’s 7 or 8 (depending on which border you use) countries south of the US. But when you head to Miraflores you could be forgiven for thinking you’d missed your intended destination and arrived in the big, shiny states. Read the rest of this entry
Oh sweet mother of all hell I’m dying. The Beatles once sang “tomorrow may rain so, I’ll follow the sun” – actually they probably sang it more than once. Well for the last three days Gemma and I have been literally doing that. We’ve flown from Hanoi to Bangkok, Bangkok to Doha, Doha to Sao Paulo, and now we’re on the last stretch from Sao Paulo to Lima. And we’ve not experienced night the whole time! Flight time alone has taken 32 hours, we spent a couple of hours in Doha and 9 in Sao Paulo. Most of the flights have been with Qatar who offer outstanding service, tasty and flowing food and drink, an on demand entertainment system and comfort items such as blankets and pillows.
This final flight is with Taca who offer a runny egg with spam and one Spanish film. Read the rest of this entry