• Happy New Year

    Here we go then, it’s finally at an end.  This time last year I called my mum and told her 2011 would be a better year.  I couldn’t have been more wrong.  Dare I go out on a limb and say 2012 will be a significant improvement? The hostel is alive with activity, the town …

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  • Impatience

    Today was pretty much all about getting it over with.  There is an electricity in the air that suggests tomorrow is going to really go off.  There is a large amount of party options, including an exclusive beach event costing $120.  To be honest I’m writing this after New Year and consequently I’m a few …

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  • The hour approaches

    This morning I’m feeling a little better.  Generally speaking.  My liver is not feeling very good at all.  I’m looking forward to the New Year so I can implement this self help, clean living period of my travels.  Currently my system is screaming like a wailing banshee from the depths of hell to stop going …

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  • Back to the scene of the crime(s)

    Sweating, hungover, feeling miserable for myself and staring into someones armpit.  I find myself with a big question mark hanging over my head, a guitar squeezed between my knees and worry across my brow.  I’m on a chicken bus.  For the first time since I arrived in the States all those days ago, I’m traveling …

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  • The shit girls say

    So it looks like I haven’t learned my lesson. I find myself with a ‘bad liver and a broken heart’, only a few days after meeting someone I thought was…unbelievable. There we were, falling asleep in hammocks, watching The Snowman cuddled over a laptop, laughing, playing pool on a shitty table, meeting a parent, playing …

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  • Paradise

    I’m not that into hammocks.  I’ve always made a total tit out of myself trying to get in and out of one.  Then you swing for ages and get sea sick; particularly if you’ve been on the sauce the night before.  However when you’ve sunk into one and find yourself with an attractive girl lying …

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  • Merry Christmas

    Christmas day eh?  Lovely.  I seriously miss a Turkey dinner with family, but you have to make the best of it.  My mood has been particularly enhanced by the chance encounter with a young lady yesterday evening. “How do you know Charles Bukowski…?” And so the conversation began. I spend a wonderful Christmas eve and …

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  • Christmas

    So here it is…  And here am I.  In Nicaragua.  No snow, frost or ice.  No carols.  No wooly jumpers and winter coats; and for the first time in 32 years, no stocking hung on my bed. I could write at length about how I’m feeling today, but I think it’s best to leave it …

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  • Comparisons

    OK so lets have a little scientific and social experiment.  We shall examine the lives of two friends, traveling together for a while, then going their separate ways, eventually to be reunited back at the ranch for Christmas.  By ranch I mean hostel. One (for arguments sake we will call her Beth) takes Spanish lessons, …

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  • Visionless

    I am resigned to my hostel.  I can’t see anything.  My lenses don’t fit properly and my glasses are not here until Saturday.  I therefore do nothing.  Going out is pretty intimidating when everything is a blur.  It’s best to stay in by the pool.  Don’t judge me.

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