Fuck yeah, Delhi Metro! I think I might love it a little bit. Not only can you get a one day Tourist Card for ₹150 (₹50 of which I got back when I returned it), it's like some manner of safe haven. No one wants to sell you anything or show you a tourist office [...]
I fully intended to get the Metro to Paharganj from the airport. I strode purposefully towards it, following the signs as a bloke fell into pace with me and asked me if I wanted a taxi. I declined, for I, sir, was catching the Metro! He asked me where I was going. Central? Did I [...]
Most people know about Boscastle on account of that time it flooded and I don't mean the locals got their toes a bit wet whilst watching Corrie and eating their fish and chips one night. It fucking flooded. We're talking homes and businesses destroyed, cars washed out to sea as torrents of sewage infested water [...]
Every 6.30am start should be accompanied by bacon. It's the rules. Dead pig is clinically proven to alleviate the trauma that your body clock endures when it discovers you can actually get up at such an hour, and not just to vomit 17 shots of tequila or piss out 7 pints of Fosters before re-collapsing [...]
Back in April I left New Zealand with a heavy heart. I uprooted myself from a life I didn't want to leave because my visa had expired and headed back towards Europe via South America. I didn't really know what to expect to be honest, it was a choice between South America or South East [...]
Finally, a tour that didn't leave traumatically early. I wasn't brutally forced from my bed at some god awful hour usually reserved for staying up until, not getting up at. The sun had risen, my basic motor functions had kicked in, the drooling had ceased and I was capable of forming vaguely coherent sentences by [...]
We were down there for over an hour before we emerged, a bunch of sweating, gasping messes, congratulating each other for handling the claustrophobia fabulously in the parts where dragging ourselves along on knees and elbows was necessary, wiping the moisture from our brows with the bandannas we'd purchased to wear over our mouths to [...]
Welcome to the jungle, we got fun 'n' games. Dah dah dah dah something something dah dah dah dah jungle, welcome to the jungle… But first you gotta get there. In order to get to Rurrenabaque, the gateway to Bolivia's share of the Amazon Jungle you will need the following items: Regular jungle companion. Transport. [...]
The Plan Cross the border on the first tourist bus I'd ever caught, complete with an English speaking stewardess who would tell us which stamp to get and where, and all whilst the bus waited for us to complete the formalities.Get food with a couple I met on the island hopping tour whilst marvelling at [...]
At 3820m, some say it's the highest navigable lake in the world. Some say that's a load of bollocks but whatever, when you're travelling from Peru to Bolivia (or vice versa) Lake Titicaca is a handy place to cross the border and it'd be rude not to check out the islands on the way for [...]
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