Salma eats fish for breakfast, Denny drinks whisky and Lorna sits in prayer. I eat cereal, and cake on Mondays. We all like biscuits. They say C2s buy bourbons and live in flats, and C1s earn £30,000+ and eat out twice a week. Averages frustrate me; we’re all exceptions. Read more
Victoria: “What’s snake juice? I don’t want to drink it if the snake had to be killed.”
Friend: “Oh no, it’s just the venom mixed with alcohol. You can extract that without killing the snake.”
Victoria: “Okay then, I’ll have a shot.”
After drinking the shot
Victoria: “How do you make the drink?”
Shanta (owner of the bar): I get a big jar of alcohol and put the snake inside.
Victoria: A dead snake?
Shanta (owner of the bar): No, it’s alive when I put it in the jar. The alcohol kills it instantly. Look, you can see it here… Read more
Janice blogs at Solo Traveler, writing wonderfully honest stories about her journeys around the world. She’s even written a book on the subject called The Solo Traveler’s Handbook. I was lucky to meet her at some blogging conferences in Europe, and of course jumped at the chance to ask her some superpower questions. Read more
This time last year, our journey was still a dream. I had another couple of months at work, we needed to find tenants for our house and the number 2012 was still synonymous with the Olympics. Now, twelve months later, that number has come to symbolize the year the dream came true.
Choosing to travel was a massive ingredient that helped make 2012 one of the best years of our lives. In our next post, we’ll look at what else helped create that, but today we wanted to celebrate our travel highlights from the past 12 months.
During that time, we’ve been to six countries in South America, as well as separate trips to India, Europe and the US, and now Mexico (which you’ll be hearing a lot more about soon as we’ve fallen for it head over heels). In the meantime, we’re limiting this list to our highlights from South America. Here’s the top 15 in no particular order. Read more
Lying back into Steve’s arms, listening to Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes around a beach fire as new and dear friends danced around in the sand under the starry sky, I smiled and started to think that perhaps Christmas could be okay again.
Then, out of the shadows, appeared a girl crying to one of our friends: “You have to come, quickly, your dog just killed another dog.” The animal I had been stroking just moments before had attacked a holidaymaker’s pet. It died on its owner’s leash. Chaos ensued, tears were shed, and the owners decided to use the beach fire as a pyre for their deceased pet.
Together we built up the flames, and the party became a funeral. For me, this wasn’t the first time that death had come at Christmas. Read more
People complain about Copacabana in Bolivia. The usual gripes of too much tourism. But it’s a gateway to one of the world’s most spectacular lakes, the food is great and there are sunsets like this one. We loved it there. See more photos in our photo story on Isla del Sol.