Waking up into darkness and not being able to get back to sleep is never too much fun.  This I do at around 3 am, after only having gone to sleep 6 hours previous.  After then not having been to bed for 24 hours.  I’m all over the place.  I decide to calm my soul …

It was only meant to be a couple of drinks as I left the hostel late last night with a bunch of Aussie dudes intent on causing damage in town.  I end up finally going to bed at 9pm the following night.  Tonight that is.  In between I manage to meet a crazy Polish guy, …

I’m woken by a noise I don’t recognise.  It takes me a few seconds to dawn on me that it’s my alarm clock I set last night!  I set it for 7am!  I’m awake!  And what’s this?  I’m getting out of bed!  I’m moving towards the bathroom to shower!  It’s a miracle. Actually I was …

I suppose going to bed again when the sun comes up means I won’t be leaving today either.  Somehow it’s happened again.  Why, dear god why?  Oh.  Yeah.  Booze.  I suppose the upside of going out last night means I stay in on Friday night.  Staying in on a Friday night means I have significantly …

White rabbits, white rabbits, white rabbits.  So my mum said on the first day of the month for as long as I can remember.  This month in particular holds a lot of memories.  Not all of them good. I’m still in the hostel, dividing my time between watching movies, playing chess, ordering sushi, and sleeping.  …

This is the time when women can ask guys to marry them.  Also when that horrible, useless little month of February attempts to eek out it’s nasty, dull existence a day longer.  Thank goodness it’s almost over and summer is around the corner.  Of course it doesn’t really effect me as I’m still living in …

Now I should really have left today, but quite frankly I want another bite at the cherry so to speak.  That and when my friend taps my leg awake I tell them to bugger off.  I went to bed around 9 and they want me up for 11.  It’s not going to happen.  The day …

OK I don’t manage to leave today.  I might go tomorrow. Instead a new and very sociable crowd arrives and very nice folk they are too.  Oh who am I kidding; I stayed because of a girl.  It’s officially my last night in Medellin and I’m persuaded to don the kilt and accompany the new …

I’m keeping my head down and being a good boy over the course of the weekend.  I’m also going to try and leave tomorrow, so I don’t intend to get hammered or do anything that would jepordise my chance to leave Medellin, catch up with friends and see more of Colombia.  Then the mighty Liverpool …

My bank card has for some reason been blocked and I cannot leave with my friends today until it’s been sorted.  I’m forced to learn how to use Skype to make numerous phone calls to my banks fraud department, where I eventually convince some chap I’m not running around South America racking up huge bills, …