Day 75: Who’s Scruffy Lookin’?
A day on the Greyhound first to Miami and then down to the Florida Keys. What would incur the wrath of the bastard bus driver this time? Would somebody -…
Space shuttle Atlantis is seen as it launches from pad 39A on Friday, July 8, 2011, at NASA's Kennedy Space Center in Cape Canaveral, Fla. The launch of Atlantis, STS-135, is the final flight of the shuttle program, a 12-day mission to the International Space Station. Photo Credit: (NASA/Bill Ingalls)
Day 74: We Have Lift Off!
Headed over to the Space Centre first thing and queued up LIKE A BIG NERD for a ticket to view the shuttle launch. These special tickets are usually like golddust,…
Day 73: Spaced
Rise and shine, Odysseus. Since you're stuck in Florida, you may as well indulge your nerdy love of all things NASA. I walked down to the service station and luckily…
Day 72: Worst. Buses. Ever.
I gave it until 2pm until it became abundantly clear that the Treasury was not going to get back with an answer this week and asked Robbie (very nicely!) if…
Day 71: Awaiting Permission
Another day wasted attempting to get a response from the Treasury. I hung around at the hostel all day, on line and making phone calls to every Tom, Dick and…
Day 70: Failure to Launch
Okay. Here's the situation. The USA does not like Cuba. It prefers its citizens to spend money in Zimbabwe, Burma or North Korea, obviously, as there are no sanctions against…
Day 69: Grand Bahama
As I write this, I'm sitting in a lounge on the day cruise over to The Bahamas. It's usually about $40 there and back, but because it's Spring Break, they've…
Day 68: Spring Break
Spent the day on the phone and on the net trying to sort out, how the hell I'm going to get to Cuba. However, I did win a $10 bet…
Day 67: Coyote Ugly
I slept through to Orlando in Florida and then got on my last bus (for a few days at least) heading for Fort Lauderdale.This time last week, I was in…
Day 66: The Lone Star State
I've got to say, the Greyhound buses ARE THE WORST FORM OF TRANSPORT IN THE WORLD — grotty, no films, no snacks, grumpy-as-hell drivers... My first driver actually got pulled…