Woke up this morning to a delightful hangover. Last night i met some other backpackers, a couple american girls and guy (originally from Fiji), and an crazy Italian called Jesepe. We had many cheap cervesaz at the hostel for €1 … Continue reading →

Woke up this morning and checked out of my hostel to go buy a bus ticket for this afternoon. When i got there, it was empty and a couple of hobos kicking around. A driver got off a bus and … Continue reading →

Today is the Spanish national strike. No one is at work apparently. I’ve just woken up from a big night out on the town, with Spanish people celebrating their strike day. I think it’s more of an excuse to get … Continue reading →

I wasn’t kidding about Malaga being far-east Croydon. You should have seen the types. Absolute typical English from east London. Fishing hats and white tshirts not forgetting the tribal tattoos for men. Dual coloured hair for the pushing 40 wife, … Continue reading →

This evening I fly to Spain. After a tough past couple of months (of this that and the other, i guess we call life) I’m finally taking a well-deserved break from work. I can’t remember when my last holiday was. … Continue reading →