First up – it’s St. Patrick’s Day today – Sunday 17th March 2013… so Happy St. Patrick’s Day everyone!!! It is an Irish Day of the year and is widely celebrated worldwide. I grew up in the town of Bangor, not too far away from where St. Patrick was buried in Downpatrick, Northern Ireland. Now Read more about The Day I…Got Rugby Tackled While Dressed as a Pint of Guinness!![…]
“The telex writers clattered where the gunships once had been” – Donald Walker. In my series of “The Day I…”, I detail random stories from my decade of nomadery. I spent two summers working on ferries (Isle of Wight, Lymington, Poole, Weymouth, Cherbourg, St. Malo, Guernsey, Jersey) and those jobs threw up some very amusing Read more about The Day I…Smuggled A Spear Gun Into Guernsey[…]
I have been asked a few times “What is your most crazy or outrageous travel story?” and to be honest there are a few contenders, however being naked in the waters of Antarctica has to be pretty nuts, right? So have you ever gone for a swim in the Antarctic Ocean? I have, and I Read more about The Day I…Got Naked in Antarctica!! (X-Rated)[…]
“I don’t want to be a consumer” – Julio Felipe (2005) It’s story time on Sunday’s Inspiration on Don’t Stop Living! And bear with me, as this is a long one but hopefully one you will enjoy. As a traveller you always end up in random jobs with random people at random times. This story Read more about Sunday’s Inspiration: The Man Who Swapped His Camera For A Cow!![…]
Travelling around and becoming a nomad often means changing countries more often than your underwear. This can often lead to the usual frolics – shagging on trains, blowjobs on street corners and trying to sleep in a hostel bunk knowing the Peruvian couple sleeping above you are doing it doggy style. Without going into too Read more about 10 Ways to get SEX when you Travel 😉[…]
With travelling comes strange and amusing stories. This one, though slightly disgusting just highlights the amusement you can look back on, and in this case laugh at myself a couple of years down the line. Did I really shit myself in a broccoli field? Yes! I ended up doing extensive broccoli farming for about 3 Read more about The Day I…Did A Shit In A Broccoli Field!![…]
I arrived sometime after 6 am at Ezeiza Airport on the edge of Buenos Aires. I was meant to fly from the city’s other airport, Jorge Newberry, used for internal flights (which mine was) but it was conveniently shut. But I had at least got to the correct airport, handed in my flight baggage and Read more about The Day I…Smuggled Drugs Through Argentina!![…]