Synopsis: 22 hour bus ride London-Pamplona, 4 days of booze, one big-arse campsite with a great pool, millions of crazy Spaniards, 1000's of crazy travellers, 6 bulls, one road, and one bloody big and rammed bull-ring. Detailed description: So i decided to hit up one of the biggest festivals on the European calender, that being the San Fermin festival (otherwise known as the Running of the Bulls) in Pamplona, Spain. The trip involved a 22 hour bus ride down to Pamplona from London, 3 nights camping, and then a 22 hour bus ride back. Now that might sound like a lot of travel for not much time, but i can tell you now that it was worth every second of it! The bus ride was wild - a big drinking session, with shots, beer bongs, the ... read more

Just a quick one with some photos of my time so far in London. Since being here i have already worked three jobs (one as a bloody warehouse worker for a luxury department store over here - and for £7 an hour!), but i'm now settled in working for DeLoitte & Touche as a data monkey. Incredibly boring work, but i'm with a good bunch of temps and we all have a good laugh. Since getting over here, i've also joined a 20-20 cricket comp, playing with a group of South Africans and Aussies called The Peanut Gallery. The highlight for me was when i got 4-14 in one game to win the game for the lads - especially seeing as though my bowling is usually absolute rubbish it was hilarious to be congratulated for something ... read more

Dear god, I am a long way behind in these. It seems sort of pointless doing this now as most people know where I am etc. but to keep it all complete, I will quickly do a couple more blogs to complete the diary. So much has happened in the last 10 weeks or so that it is quite crazy. Some things have been good, some things have been bad, but all in all I’m happy to be where I am now. But more of that later. After Josh pissed off home to go back to college and return to normal life, I headed up to Guatemala. Eventually I had to make it to London, and I initially was going to spend around 2 weeks in Guatemala and then 10 days or so in New York. ... read more

Alright then - on to Huachachina it was. Now this is just a small little oasis where pretty much noone lives, but 1000´s of tourists flock to each year just to say that they have been in an oasis. That, and it is also the base for some super extreme sports. We caught an overnight bus there from Arequipa, on which Josh got off about 2 hours before me (at the ungodly hour of 5am) to go fly over the Nasca Lines. Now this wasn´t for me, as it involves sitting in a 4 seater plane for around 45 mins whilst ducking and weaving and dipping all over the place to give everyone in the plane (the 2 other people) a good look at the patterns etched into the ground by who knows what and god ... read more

So the mission was nearly complete - accommodation had actually been sorted out for us (thanks to Bella and Glen, old friends we had met in Buenos Aires, who had booked and paid something for us - legends), and we were on the bus from Uyuni. We arrived at about 6am in Oruro, and the festivities had already commenced. The town was a sea of colour, and everyone was dressed up to the nines. The carnival is actually officially known as the La Diablada carnival and is celebrated in honor of the patron saint of the miners, Vírgen de Socavon (the Virgin of the Tunnels). Over 50 parade groups dance, sing and play music over a five kilometre-long course and the participants (of which there are 10000´s) dress up as demons, devils, angels, Incas and Spanish ... read more