The Souks are a maze of gold, bronze and rich reds. Every lane is both too winding and narrow to see any distance, and yet wide enough for countless people, several speeding mopeds and the occasional cat seeking shade. A walk through the old town gives you the unusual experience of a comfortable and relaxed stroll through a bustling and chaotic medieval city. Oh and you’re constantly being hassled in the friendliest and easily forgivable manner.
“What is this?” asks a shop owner as he points to a heap of white scented powder that he’s selling.
“Well if YOU don’t know” I say, and I get a smile before the seller backs off. The whole time we were in Marrakech I don’t think we were hassled more than once at any one time by the same person. Read the rest of this entry
It’s midday in Spain and we’re laughing hysterically. Nothing funny has happened but for us it’s not midday – it’s, umm, well we’re not sure what time it is for us. We’ve just flown from Chile to Columbia, then after a 7 hour stopover in the airport, from Columbia to Madrid. We’re on our way home after 6 months of travelling and jet lag has gotten the better of us. We’ve a 7 hour stopover in Madrid too, but unlike in Columbia, we’re allowed out of the airport to paint the town red… or fall asleep on it. Read the rest of this entry
We’ve shown a fair few videos of South America now; the food, the Inca Trail, the Colca Canyon trek etc, but we’ve done so much that not everything can have its own video. This video shows loads – from various treks in Peru, horse riding in Bolivia and Argentina, dinosaur tracks, bus boats, carnival and dodgy showers in Bolivia, sand boarding in chile and the Uros floating islands in Peru. There’s even a shot of me hijacking a boat whilst the real ‘captain’ wasn’t looking…. Read the rest of this entry
For anyone who has read our blog from the beginning, this title could either mean I’m having nightmares, or I’ve gone mental. It probably also means I’m reading the novel, Rebecca.
It’s neither. And I’m not. I’m reading a much less cultured book, and a magazine. Read the rest of this entry
The amount of times I’ve watched ‘I’m a celebrity… Get me out of here’ I tell you. Twice, I think. And boy what times I had! Celebrities climbing over things, jumping out of planes and sleeping in a jungle. And everytime I watched someone complain I got frustrated! I would love to climb over things, jump out of planes and sleep in the jungle!
But then I’d watch them eat witchedygrubs. And then I’d find myself less jealous… Read the rest of this entry
The south east of Bolivia is probably the most beautiful natural place I’ve ever seen. It seemed like every two minutes the scenery changed to another stunning vast landscape. From volcanoes to pink lakes, from geysers to the largest salt flats in the world, it’s all breathtaking. So here I try to sum up just some of the hugely diverse landscapes we experienced, all to one of the best Metallica songs of all time! Read the rest of this entry
Sometimes when I describe a place on this blog I can sound quite pompous. It’s true, I’m reminiscent of a young Charles Dickens… See, I’ve done it again. I shouldn’t use words like reminiscent, and I certainly shouldn’t compare myself to Charles Dickens. Anyway, from what we’d heard about Valparaiso, this blog seemed likely to come across rather grandiose.
We’d heard that Valparaiso is unique, beautiful and that it offers opportunities to write stuff like ‘the waves rush rapidly over golden sands quite unexpected from small time seaside towns such as this Chilean gem’. God I couldn’t wait to get there and start writing. Read the rest of this entry
Same same (but different) travel blog has been given an award! And we’re touched. Thank you Claire (or truetravelings) for nominating us. It couldn’t come at a more fitting time either as we’re at the stage of the blog where we near the end of our travels.
Chile was going to be our last stop and we were planning on teaching English as a foreign language there. By way of work that is. We weren’t just going to find people on the street and start teaching them English… That wouldn’t work. How would we explain to them what we were doing?! Read the rest of this entry
I really wanted to document our trek of the Colca Canyon like a grown up. But Gemma had a spot, and I had a camera.
I’m such a child… Read the rest of this entry
My neice loves guinea pigs.
I eat guinea pigs for breakfast… Read the rest of this entry