First of all, I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to get down to writing this next blog, since leaving Ohio I've only had sporadic internet connection, and even now there is no usb hub to hook up my camera, so fotos will have to wait for a while I'm afraid. Anyhow, I left Joanna and Columbus bright and early on July 2nd. Too early if you ask me, and I'm sure Joanna will agree.. but I'm forever grateful for the 5.30am ride to the Greyhound station. I was going to spend the July 4th weekend with Michelle, my roommate from my TEFL course in Thailand, and was meeting her in East Lansing, the capital city of Michigan. Unfortunately for me there was no direct bus from Columbus to E. Lansing, so I had a ... read more

I think the title pretty much sums it up!! I arrived in Columbus on Tuesday night and Joanna met me at the airport. As Joanna is studying and working loads at the mo, I was left to my own devices during the day, which unsurprisingly consisted of Wimbledon and the Anyhow, in the evening we decided to go out to eat before meeting up with some of Joanna's friends at a Karioke bar. We didn't stay there that long, as the main reason for going out was to go and see Mike Perkins play his usual Wednesday Night gig at the Scarlet & Grey. I should explain, last time I was in Columbus, 3 years ago, Marlis and Joanna introduced me to Mike Perkins at the Scarlet & Grey, and I loved him. So much so ... read more

Ok, so I know it’s a cliché, but yes, my second port of call was the Big Apple… The City that Never Sleeps… . I had decided to take the Greyhound from Montréal to NY, and to be honest, apart from having to leave my hostel at 6.30am, it wasn’t too bad, bearing in mind some of the horror stories I had heard from others about said mode of transport. However, the border crossing wasn’t quite as smooth… Living in Europe, I’m used to just driving across borders without any problems at all (thank you Schengen!), the Canada-US border was a different story. There were 4 guys on duty and the questions they were firing at you were intense. To make matters worse, we were bunched so close together that everyone could hear all the interrogations. ... read more

Yup, that's right... my first blog if this trip is about the Grand Prix. Did anyone really expect anything else? I mean I've planned this trip to coincide with the race... So anyways, for anyone wanting to read about how much I love Montreal... well they'll have to wait until the next instalment. I've spent the last 3 days sitting on the most uncomfortable sheet of metal surrounded by beer-swigging, vocal canadians... and it's been awesome. Ok at times I've wished that my bum was bigger or more padded as those grand-stands were horrendous. But it's been worth every bum-numbing minute of it. It rained on Friday, which was just pants. It meant that by 10:30, most people were well into their first six-pack of beer. I on the other had had eaten half a jumbo ... read more