Well gosh me what a lot of blogging we have to do today. We've been down and up and cold and hot and walking and sitting...all in great big proportions. Are you sitting comfortably? I am...for the first time in a while. (cerrtainly with no chance of a strange flea nipping me on the undercarriage) We left you in a foggy port before boarding the good ship Navimag, bound for the cold and icy waters of Patagonia. Little did we know that the journey that awaited us would reap new friendships that would last weeks, not just days, and more new [View Full Entry]

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Consider the mullet. No dad, not the fish, the haircut. Like any rare breed, it has pockets of popularity, in the case of the mullet these are East London, Eastern Europe, Australia, the deep south of the United States and South America. In all but one of these places, the mullet succeeds only in making its owner appear to be a cretin. The mullet can reveal a good many things about the owner; inbreeding, a love of country and western music, low intellect or high radiation levels in the blood. It is only in South America where the mullet is worn [View Full Entry]

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Bugger. Sorry. I´m getting slack at this bloggage and there´s still so much to tell. There is a reason but we´ll come to that later. So, then, where we we? Oh yes, dogging! Right well, we moved on from that nonsense and continued our journey north towards Abel Tasman which is a very pretty place on the north coast of the south island. With a day before we got the ferry to the north island we decided to stretch our legs on the Abel Tasman coast walk which was all jolly nice...a few too many trees meaning we couldn´t see the [View Full Entry]

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God we're unoriginal. First Asia, then Australia, now New Zealand. How unimaginative. Just like every other backpacker before us, here we are. 'Why couldn't you have gone to North Korea or Antartica?', we hear you scream. Well tough, you're all going to have to hear about what a tremendous time we've been having in New Zealand, even though some of you have been here and done exactly the same stuff ages ago. So, Arthur's Pass, check. Fox Glacier, check. Skydive, che...!! Skydive?! We'll come to that in a bit. So, we picked up our latest camper van in Christchurch. Only this [View Full Entry]

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Happy New Year everybody! For those of you that have been following our escapades you'll be well aware that we had an altogether un-British Christmas planned. Gone was the snow, the cold, the clouds...bring on the sun, the heat, the dry, arid desert. We'd booked ourselves off work for nigh on three weeks (THREE WEEKS!) of roadtrippin' across the arid, drought stricken, skeletal dusty desert that is Australia in the summer. After years of drought, who knows how these two temperate travelers would fare against the sun's harsh, unforgiving rays?... And lo, it raineth. And great goblets of slop [View Full Entry]

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I've been around the world and I...I...I, I can't find my baby Lisa Stansfield 1989 I don't know if Lisa Stansfield ever did find her baby, though if she didn't, it should cause some concern to the social services. How someone with such apparent wealth and fame can be so open about her neglect is beyond me, it really is. We've not been around the world, yet. We've sort of got half way, and we're delighted that you have shared our journey so far. I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For U2, 1987 As those of you who have been [View Full Entry]

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You can’t do road trips in England. They’d be over in 2 days unless you took a route through London and then it would take you 5. And anyway, imagine stopping at Sandbatch Services on your hols… Australia’s rather bigger though and we've just had a pretty effing fun four weeks driving at breakneck speeds heading for danger, excitement and caravan parks. If you've got half an hour, go make yourself a nice cup of tea before settling down to this one, it's long. While the rest of you wait for the tea makers, here's a timely pause... So, it all [View Full Entry]

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G’day, how you going? AWESOME!! Awesome? Awesome! Yes we’ve made it to the very bottom of the earth, and after a full month, I’ve finally pulled my finger out and got round to laying a hefty steaming blog all over your computers. I would apologise for the delay, but I don’t imagine anyone’s too upset not to have received the brain dribble that falls out of my head and onto the keyboard. I expect it generally wastes a few minutes in the office, gives you the chance to think ‘the smug bastards’ then you potter off and get on with your [View Full Entry]

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Nha Trang's one of those names that you've heard, but are not sure why, then you realise it's from watching too many films about Vietnam. It's occured to us that everyone gets here and really enjoys saying the names of some of these places: Saigon, Denang, Nah Trang. It's as if everyone realises that they sound like American Generals directing a fleet of B52s everytime they say it; 'Rodger that 2-9er, we've got Charlie cowering in Denang, send in a fleet of Big Mama 52's and napalm Charlies ass out, copy?' It's difficult not to complete every sentance with a Robin [View Full Entry]

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So, Vietnam then. Cambodia was brief and that was fine. I'll let you into a little secret, we didn't really get captured, it was all a big lie to assure Jenny that I'd written another blog. She didn't find it very funny either. So, we made it out of Cambodia. Leaving the country was a lot easier than getting in and for us, 10 or so days was plenty. After about 3 minutes in Vietnam we headed to the infamous Cuchi Tunnels where the Vietcong brilliantly held off the most heavily equipped army in the world by hiding underground. Hiding, scurrying [View Full Entry]

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