I was being all touristy and obvious this time as I arrived in the tropical rainstorm and gorgeous climate of Iguazu. The town itself, known as Puerto Iguazu is nestled nicely on the triple border between Argentina, Paraguay and Brazil. Though the town itself is purely Argentinian. I arrived early afternoon to the main bus Read more about Backpacking in Argentina: Visiting Cataratas Del Iguazu[…]
So to the match itself then. The whole point of the day trip in reality, we were after all “only HERE FOR Da football” and to meet a new friend, who goes by the name of Edgar. Edgar is old and worn, but vibrant and welcoming. It’s neither a he or a she, it’s an Read more about Hereford Road Trip – Part 8 – We’re Only HERE FOR Da Football!![…]
Ah Cuzco! Good old Cuzco! You cannot comprehend the magic within this city. Cuzco (which is acceptably and interchangeably also spelt Cusco) is a city in Peru. It’s famous and popular. Steeped deep in Inca history, this one time Inca settlement is now the largest “modern” city within proximity to Machu Picchu, the most famous Read more about Backpacking in Peru: Cosy Cuzco[…]
It’s pretty hard to embrace a shit hole, or to write anything positive about a place you despise or hate. But there’s more to Caracas, and Venezuela than meets the eye. There’s a tough life there – a harsh government and a very odd sense of totally false capitalism. I narrowly escaped a robbery in Read more about Backpacking in Venezuela: Caracas/Carcass (Delete As Appropriate)[…]
We parked near the centre of Hereford but in a slightly different area than before. We were looking for a poky old English pub with a pool table. And we found it in The Treacle Mine. They had pool so a few games were in order. Ironically the following Tuesday night I’d be playing again Read more about Hereford Road Trip – Part 7 – The Treacle Mine, Oxford Arms and Pre Match *[…]
This post really takes me back and I am so glad I found these photos last month at my Mum and Dad’s house on a rare return to Northern Ireland. I found them in a box in the garage…above is the amazing view out of my bedroom window as a 10 year old. We moved Read more about The World From My Bedroom: Aged 10, Marlo, Bangor, Northern Ireland (1990)[…]
Staying in Ecuador’s capital Quito was never something I had longed to do, as it happens. However I had wanted to cross the equator by foot for the first time in Ecuador, so with Quito being fairly close by, it ended up being the obvious place to stay. Once I got there I realised that Read more about “I Get So High I Just Can’t See It…” – Cruz Loma, Looking Down On Quito *[…]