Here's the thing, I had written an especially amusing blog about my recent trip to Norway. Unfortunately, the servers went down, I lost my scribblings, and I'm unable to muster the effort to start from scratch. This being the case, you'll have to settle for a number of photos, an intinerary, and this link detailing a recent visit by Morten Harket to some kind of wind farm: Important Morten News 20th July - Arrive in Oslo. Meet friends. Have expensive beer. See junkie injecting heroin. Visit museums. [View Full Entry]

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So, after a number of months trying to convince people to gamble online, I decided I needed another injection of adrenaline and set off for a couple of weeks in Africa. A two legged trip, Kilimanjaro and Zanzibar (both in Tanzania), was decided upon in a monent of madness in a boozy Covent Garden bar. As luck would have it, a trio of Norwegians, two of whom I initially met on the Inca Trail, were up for it too. I dusted off my rancid fleece trousers, stocked up on immodium, and pickled some herring in preperation for my next adventure. Week [View Full Entry]

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I struggled to leave New York for a number of reasons. I was having such a good time and wanted to prolong the fun as much as possible. There was also a problem with my first flight, the captain telling us as we sat on the runway that all the bolts had sheared off one of the engines. Not what you want to hear while awaiting takeoff. With a indefinite delay, I decided to head back into town to meet up with Olly. We headed to a sweaty party full of inebriated people dancing around, and quickly became inebriated ourselves, ending [View Full Entry]

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Here's some of the wildlife I saw on my travels. The eagle eyed amongst you will be able to spot a handful of ringers... [View Full Entry]

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I settled down into the whirlpool at 4.30am surrounded by handfuls of hundred dollar bills and gazed out of the windows at the black ocean far below my suite. Not for the first time I pondered on my incredible luck. Indeed this whole trip, above all else, has left me with a profound sense of my own good fortune. I have seen parts of countries that even the locals struggle to see. I have met wonderful people at every turn. I have learned how to scuba dive, how to horse ride, how to abseil and climb. I have rafted, hang-glided, belayed, [View Full Entry]

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In the first of a number of supplemental blogs to further put off returning to the world of work, here is what I read on my travels. For large periods in South America, I had real problems finding books in English, and was forced to resort to reading over and over the back of my shampoo bottle. When I could find books, I frequently had to settle for what was on offer rather than what I would have like to read. I still managed to plow through more than 30 books. The following list is chronological. Lost City of the Incas [View Full Entry]

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After the ill behaviour of California and Las Vegas, it was nice to escape up to Washington for some R&R (sort of a holiday-within-a-holiday-within-a-holiday). I had expected Seattle to be like a smaller San Francisco, packed with uber-cool bars and bohemian types. What instead I found was a rather dull city filled with panhandlers. The only place I have visited that came close in terms of numbers of vagrants was Delhi, and at least there the beggers were suitably haggard looking to warrant their remuneration. In Seattle they just all seemed like well-fed drunks looking for an easy buck. I spe [View Full Entry]

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Arriving in Las Vegas always makes me feel excited - all that money just waiting to be lost! What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, and as ever a good deal of my money will remain there. My old friend Chris met me at the airport, and we shared a conspiratorial look that foretold the fun to come. I had requested a night in Old Vegas as I had never stayed downtown before and fancied that I might end up winning a Texas Hold 'Em tournament in Binions and be able to travel forever. Alas, the tables looked as daunting as [View Full Entry]

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Aaaaahhhhhh. Back to the comforts of familiar territory: fast cars, loose women and triple cheeseburgers. The US of A. Land of the free. Home of the Whopper. Marvellous. I flew into Miami sporting a tremendous hangover, having been unable to leave a bar in Belize City due to being the only person in the audience for the 5 piece band that was playing. As my body tried to cope with the chemicals ingested the night before, I became increasingly irritable, and for the first time in a long time found myself snapping at strangers. Not entirely to blame here - Miami [View Full Entry]

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I was going to give up this blog a few weeks ago - too much hassle. A friend convinced me otherwise, suggesting that I would regret it later if I didn't finish the job. The more I thought about it, the more I realised what a great souvenir this blog would be in months to come as the memories fade. I also got to thinking that I hadn't really tried to capture what is felt like to be travelling around for so long. As night fell on my first night in Belize, it struck me that the previous 36 hours had [View Full Entry]

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