We never planned to go to the Bay of Pigs. Mind you we never planned on going to any of the places we visited in Cuba other than Havana and Varadero, we’d just gone through the Lonely Planet going “yep, that looks nice”, and “we’ll definitely go there” and then not booked anything. So after our first Casa owner had sent us to her friends Casa in the Bay of Pigs, and then when we pulled up in the arse end of nowhere, we felt fairly certain that we’d been had. Don’t get me wrong, her friend, our new Casa owner, was very nice – we were offered food and juice, and although we spoke different languages she was very smiley and welcoming. But as I’ve previously mentioned, we were in the arse end of nowhere. 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
Bike riding through the vineyards of Maipu sounds a lot more glamorous and sophisticated than drunkly gasping for breath whilst trying to stay on a bike, but honestly both apply to wine tasting in Maipu.
And I think this video show that quite well. The scenery, the elegant first few glasses, the drunken scream for steak and the fishy ramblings of a madman. Enjoy! Read the rest of this entry
On Tim’s first rtw adventure four years ago, he went wine tasting by bike in New Zealand. From the moment he told me about it, I have dreamt of doing the same. So we couldn’t resist a quick trip into Argentina to sample the delights it has to offer.
We found a nice hostel on the outskirts of town, big double room with private bathroom and TV. Reasonably priced and with breakfast included, we thought it was worth the extra effort of getting into town. And having seen the town, I think we were right. Not that it isn’t a nice town, it is. But it’s not a patch on its surroundings and as we planned to cook for ourselves, the suburbs were perfect – especially as it was so close to the bus station which gets you to Mr Hugo’s to rent bikes. 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
Well in the Amazon we were pretty busy, what with proposing and all. But in our spare time (the time not spent swooning and being all romantic) we filmed this video of stick insects, monkeys and spiders… lovely romantic spiders. 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
As most of you know WE’RE ENGAGED! Yes that’s right, engaged and it is very exciting indeed. But at present my finger is naked, Tim bought me a beautiful proposal ring in Cusco (whilst I was suffering from the Altitude Sickness) but it is too big for my ring finger so is firmly placed on my fattest finger (this is still not fat enough to keep the one-size-fits-all ring on my finger, some sales people are unscrupulous). At the time of engagement, Tim promised me another ring – a proper engagement one.
Now a huge part of me thought ‘don’t be silly’. The ring I have is extremely pretty, a silver band with a pearl flower, and could easily be resized. But the girl in me just couldn’t say no to more jewellery so we began our search in Santiago. Read the rest of this entry