Day 160: Getting The Hell Out Of Here
This morning I woke up at Piran’s place with a little bit of a hangover. (Those pints last night were actually litres.) Piran loaned me a T-shirt, so at least…
This morning I woke up at Piran’s place with a little bit of a hangover. (Those pints last night were actually litres.) Piran loaned me a T-shirt, so at least…
Spent the day on the edge of my seat. Annette picked me up in the morning and took me to Chaguaramas where all the yachties hang out. She organised for…
Up at 4am and on the minibus to Suriname. Thankfully paved roads all the way, and even a nice new shiny bridge over the river meant that we got there…
WOKE UP to the DEAFENING SOUND of a pirate copy of ‘Death Race' being played on the bus at MAXIMUM VOLUME. This continued until Jason Stratham got sacked from his…
Got to Bogotá yesterday, but there was barely enough time to pull my undies out of my backside before I was bang! on another overnight bus heading up to the…