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In the arse end of somewhere special

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In the arse end of somewhere special

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

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The beauty that is South East Bolivia – The Uyuni salt flats tour

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The beauty that is South East Bolivia – The Uyuni salt flats tour

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

A little taste of England (Valparaiso, Chile)

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A little taste of England (Valparaiso, Chile)

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

The perfect setting to propose… (if you like spiders and the dark)

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The perfect setting to propose… (if you like spiders and the dark)

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

Beautiful Bolivia (and why we’re sad we have to leave)

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Beautiful Bolivia (and why we’re sad we have to leave)

Leaving Bolivia would have made us both very sad if it wasn’t for the route we were going to take… The Uyuni salt flats tour. We were excited about the tour because it looked beautiful and diverse. But then that pretty much sums up Bolivia. In the two weeks we spent in the country we visited the highest navigable lake in the world, the Amazon rainforest, a capital city high up in an Andean mountain, cowboy country and a desert. ‘Diverse’ doesn’t do it justice.

And Bolivia’s hasn’t only stood out to us for its landscapes, it’s a land full of beautiful contradictions and obscurities that leave you baffled… but smiling. The people for starters are some of the most positive and optimistic people I’ve ever met. It’s well known around South America, and indeed the world, that Bolivia is by no means a rich country. In fact it’s the poorest country in the whole of the continent. But you’d never guess it to meet the locals.  Read the rest of this entry

Top 10 BAD ways to propose whilst travelling

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Top 10 BAD ways to propose whilst travelling

As those of you who read our last blog will know, Gemma and I recently got engaged. I proposed to her next to a lake in the Amazon jungle at sunset in Spanish, and I’m not going to lie, I’m pretty proud of that story…

But before we went travelling I asked my recently married mate Luke if he had any suggestions for how I should propose. He replied “just don’t do what I did”. Luke proposed to his now wife in Tasmania, naked, straight after he got out of the shower. He’d taken her for several romantic meals in Tasmania before that but kept wussing out. None of us knew quite why he’d proposed in this way, it seemed stupid. But he’s a lucky man and despite his failings, she still said yes.  Read the rest of this entry

Surprise me… (but it best be something I like)

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Surprise me… (but it best be something I like)

These past few months I’ve seen my fair few bars, cafes, restaurants, shops and street sellers. Gemma’s seen some too, but probably less because my friends, I am a gentleman. I’m also quite clever. This makes me an intelli-gent. See? I told you I was clever.

Anyway, unfortunately Gemma’s also quite indecisive. So before I go to order, when I ask her what she wants, she always replies “surprise me!” Read the rest of this entry

Seeing the invisible

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Seeing the invisible

Like most countries India seems to consist of the rich, the working classes and the poor. But sadly that’s not where it ends. The rich in India can be sub-catgorised into the rich and the super-rich, and the poor can be divided into the poor and the super-poor.

And then there are the invisibles. Read the rest of this entry

In the jungle, in the in the jungle

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In the jungle, in the in the jungle

Relaxing with a couple of drinks looking out over Nepal’s Chitwan National Park gives you a feeling of tranquility. Nothing can go wrong – it’s just you and the moment. And man eating crocodiles. And blind, charging rhinos, wasps the size of testicles and I’m pretty sure I heard someone mention a tiger. But other than that. Carefree bliss. Read the rest of this entry

Top five reasons to travel (in my humble opinion)

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Top five reasons to travel (in my humble opinion)

I was reading this blog post on Bootsnall.com and it got me thinking… why do I want to travel? To spend hours and days on sweaty public transport, to live out of a bag in grotty guesthouses with cold showers, holes in the ground for toilets and no proper towels and duvets – why do I do this? Read the rest of this entry