Monthly Archives: December 2012

  • New Years Eve

    Deja Vu.  I’m in Budapest for a second New Years Eve, the last one coming back in 2008 with my then girlfriend and a bunch of her mates.  Fun times indeed.  Booze and arguments   I’m usually a firm believer in not retracing steps, seeing as many new things as possible, but this was an opportunity to …

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  • Goodnight Vienna, good afternoon Budapest

    So.  Vienna was nice.  I had fun.  Etc.  It’s actually pretty hard to leave, and fairly obvious as to the reasons why, so I won’t insult your intelligence by banging on about how much I wish I could stay a little longer.  I figure it best not to have that pressure, and move over a …

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  • Merry Christmas

    So I’ve been updating my face book status with ridiculously cynical and bitter comments.  I realise I’ve turned into Scrooge.  I’m lying on my bed, alone in a hostel room opening presents vicariously through other people around the world.  I’m pleased to see a humourous T-shirt.  Someone else had been given tickets to New York. …

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  • It just isn’t the same anymore

    Don’t read this post if you’re of a sourly, depressed disposition, or if you’re so hard-core Christmas you’ve been covered your house with fairy lights and made them flash in-sync with Band Aid.  It’s the 23rd of December and I’m lying in a hostel room on my own.  I haven’t been Christmas shopping, and I’ve …

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  • It’s the end of the world as we know it…come back to mine…?

    OK so the past couple of weeks have been…unusual.  I’ve taken the liberty of leaving out the finer details and omitting some names and places to protect certain individuals who will remain shadowy players in this debauchery.  Actually it’s not all that bad really, apart from walking in on friends to see his naked arse …

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  • Poo shy

    Throughout my entire time at Wetherby High School, I never went for one shit in the toilets.  Some eight years of a blanket ban on number twos.  I was afraid.  Totally afraid of someone listening in.  I’m pretty sure I was also afraid of contracting something, or even being taken to see ‘the blue fish’ and …

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  • Mug

    I’m sat in a travelers bar and for some reason I’m talking to two gorgeous women wearing little red dresses with devil horns on.  I mean I’m talking the holy grail of threesomes if someone were to pull it off.  After some seriously heavy flirting they’ve invited me to a big party in a club …

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  • Psycho hostel guests

    Right.  Crazy doesn’t define it.  These last few days have been interesting to say the least.  Now I’ve met some pretty mental people on my travels, but nothing was to compare to the two I run into in the same hostel in Vienna.  I have deliberately left out the name of the establishment in case …

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  • 70K up the road? You’re havin’ a laff…

    Vienna isn’t far.  Honest.  It’s only up the road.  I’m pretty sure most of the thousands of vehicles that are passing me by are going in that direction.  I’m in a pretty dodgy spot though, with cars moving at speed and no time to make judgments.  I try to remain optimistic and play my entertaining hitching …

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