Is this a new series called “Random Rants”? Not sure, I haven’t decided yet! I’m not even sure if this is a rant or not, just a post about how travel has changed my opinion…
I’m surprised it’s taken me this long to actually write about my trip to the Wild Rover in La Paz, Bolivia, also known as the world’s highest Irish Pub. And it’s official. I have…
One of my first travel memories was seeing a postcard come through our letterbox when I was a child in Bangor, Northern Ireland. As a kid, you ignore those boring brown or white envelopes and…
Leaving La Paz had already involved a bit of mayhem, but now I was on the correct bus and relaxed as the world’s highest capital city faded out of view, at least until later on…
It was a funny old day and in the end a well worthwhile trip. Morning began for me with a 6am start in Loki Hostel, La Paz. This meant I would miss the free breakfast…