Category Archives: Travel
Alicante
We worked our way through the platforms of people disembarking, to our ‘high speed train’. The front and rear were that classic bullet-train nose, however in between were just what looked like normal carriages. We got on and not longer … Continue reading
Valencia
As my previous travel plans didn’t go well, I’ve been hanging out for a decent holiday in ages. My mate Justin was keen to go traveling, so we liked the idea of Spain. One drunken evening at the pub we … Continue reading
New Passport
It arrived today, on a beautiful sunny day! Now I can get back onto traveling. Next stop Spain!
No Germany
I arrived at the airport with my passport in hand, neatly packed suitcase and a wee smile on my face. To my surprise EasyJet’s checkin queue was empty – what a great day for flying. I went to the counter … Continue reading
Deutschland
In less than a couple weeks I will be heading back to Germany for less than a week to travel from Berlin to Munich, for beer, lederhosen, achsel kitzeln, und chicken schnitzel (with or without the sugar).
Casper the cat
Just found this lovely article about a cat called Casper who rides the bus. The drivers told her that he would politely queue along with other passengers at the bus stop opposite her house, and when a bus came he … Continue reading
Cordoba, I know ya
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
Boomshank Sevilla
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
Strike
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
This tiring sun
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