Got to Peru. Tried to log into Facebook. Fail. Someone had hacked it and changed my password. They also got to my Hotmail, Skype and this blog (2019 Edit: This blog used to be hosted on the now defuct Travelpod) which they deleted but yay for Jacques at Travelpod, he restored it all and let [...]
I've fallen in love again, this time with Ecuador's little town of Baños but she's not a cheap mistress to keep. It's one of those epically cool places where you might as well hand over your wallet when you get off the bus. It's touristy as all hell which means it's never short on activities, [...]
At 2850m Quito can be described as pretty fucking high up which means you can blame the altitude for everything. Drunk after two drinks? Altitude. Can't walk up a flight of stairs without dying? Altitude. You're looking a bit porky these days, Claire. Yeah, can't help it, it's the altitude. But if 2850m still isn't [...]
So I've left the land of coffee and entered a country where they drink their coffee instant which is a bit of a push for someone who only started drinking coffee because obtaining a decent cup of tea was a mission to rival the search for the Holy Grail. Thanks for the coffee addiction, Colombia. [...]
I fucking hate mushrooms. I always have. I dislike the taste, the smell and the texture. Cooked mushrooms are how I would imagine slugs to taste, mushroom soup represents all that is wrong with cuisine and don't get me started on raw mushrooms. It's a fungus! A mould! You're eating fucking mould! There was some [...]
Salento is in the heart of Colombia's Zona Cafetera which says it all really ay. Oh well, sleep is for the weak. I got here two nights ago from Medellín after dark, checked into The Plantation House and met a few people who'd already been there for varying lengths of time. Apparently it's one of [...]
Sooo… Medellín. Didn't think much of it to be honest but then again I didn't stay here for long enough to give it a proper chance. It used to be the cocaine trafficking capital of the world. It ain't that interesting anymore although you can do a Pablo Escobar tour where they take you around [...]
I've come to the conclusion that there's an extra Insanity Section in the Highway Code that all Colombian bus drivers have to pass before they're granted a license to transport people from place to place. Exercises include overtaking at high speed on blind corners, not slowing down for hazards until the last possible second and [...]
There are three obvious types of people in Cartagena; Gringos, cops and dealers. There are others of course, going about their daily lives, but as you walk through Getsemani it seems that everyone wants to sell you cocaine or weed. Um, apart from the cops of course, they just want to stop and search you [...]
I'd been trying to ignore the fact that Venezuela and Colombia weren't talking to each other as I travelled though the former on the way to the latter. The two countries have never been particularly fond of each other and shit went down a couple of days after I got into Venezuela causing Chavez to [...]
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