The Canoa One

I am currently in Canoa, Ecuador. It is a little beach town filled with friendly locals, surfer dudes and so-tanned-they-look-like-walnuts retired folk from North America. I have spent large parts of my days here swinging in a hammock. When the swinging gets a bit hot and too much like hard work, I head 50 yards…

The San Pedro de Atacama, Chile One

This blog post is a little outdated as I was in San Pedro de Atacama a few weeks ago now. However, I didn’t write any tales from there at the time so I will now, whilst I lie in a hammock on the beach in Ecuador. San Pedro de Atacama is in the north of…

The Foreigner One

We all know what weirdos foreigners are. In the UK I have seen a Chinese teenager eat a pizza slice with chopsticks. I’ve had an Eastern European ask me “where is the willy?” (I never did figure that one out). And I’ve seen Japanese people with face masks, gloves, massive floppy hats etc.. in a…

The Altitude One

One important fact I can tell you about high altitude is that there is less oxygen in the air. A fact I can tell you about La Paz is that it’s really high up in the air: between 3,100 meters lowest point and 4,100 metres at its highest (or 10,200- 13,400 feet) so there is…

The Double Boobie One

After getting over a touch of food poisoning upon arrival in La Paz, having a machete waved in my face and seeing a man dead in the road with traffic beeping at him for the inconvenience; I went out one night to a great steakhouse with ten other travellers from Germany, Finland, Oz, the US,…

The Night Bus One

Night buses, indeed travelling by buses at all, is normal behaviour in South America for tourists and locals alike. On this occasion I was travelling from Arequipa in Southern Peru to Arica in Northern Chile via the border town of Tacna. The bus station in Arequipa is a hectic mess even at 9 o’clock in…

The Lima One

George and I spent two days and three nights in Lima. Having first only booked two nights we quickly changed to three as we both immediately liked the feel of Lima. Lima doesn’t always seem to get a lot of credit from other visitors. It sits in permanent mist for nine months of the year…

The We Have Arrived in Lima One

After barely sleeping, my friend (I’ll call her George because that’s her name) and I got up at 2am and drove to Heathrow airport for a connecting flight to Madrid and then on to Lima. My first experience of South American friendliness came not in South America but from the driver of the airport bus…