My friend Mitch and I have been discussing opening a hostel when we’ve finished traveling the world.  By that time we would hope to have seen enough places to know exactly what makes a good home from home.  So many hostels have nearly got it right, with some great perks and services, and so many …

Yes there is.  I’m walking around the hostel looking like the cat that got the cream.  I say walking.  More like lounging in front of the T.V watching films looking like the cat that got the cream.  That’s pretty much what happens for the whole day. Cat. With. The cream. Smiley face.

I have a date.  I told a slight lie the other night about how well my evening went.  Although my initial quarry went off with a taxi driver, I did meet a nice local girl who for some reason has agreed to go to dinner with me.  It makes a much needed change from getting …

In the past few days, I’ve watched Inception, White Men Can’t Jump, Pandemic, Batman Begins, Air America, The Other Guys, Pablo Escobar: The King of Coke, 30 minutes or less, Benny and Joon, In the Loop, Fargo, Thor and Scott Pilgrim Vs the World.  I love traveling.

Medellin is surrounded by hills, nestled and sheltered by them, high up enough to create a spring climate all year.  The city sprawls out up the side, accessed by a series of Gondolas.  These are free to ride, as you only need to pay the Metro fare to reach them.  Actually built as public transport, …

I think I spend most of today musing over last nights joke of an evening.  I recount the tale numerous times to hostel friends, much to the amusement of all in ear shot.  That and spend countless hours watching films in the T.V room.  Colombia is beautiful.

Luck is something that often alludes me in with certain things.  The lottery.  Tennis.  Spot the ball competitions.  Women.  Tonight’s episode only serves to solidify the fact.  I go so far as to say it epitomises my track record. For all of the ridiculously beautiful Colombia girls I’m surrounded by I still find myself attracted …

Right now, somewhere on the Caribbean coast of Colombia, the town of Barranquilla is kicking off with the second biggest Carnival party in all of South America.  After Rio, this is the place to be for the festivities, with a four day shindig, thousands of people getting no sleep, floats, bands, dancers, and everything else …

Trying my best to keep to the travel rule of two nights out, one night off, I’m failing miserably.  My body clock is all over the place, and I’m falling in with the new intake of party goers each night.  This evening is no exception. I did have a lovely pizza for dinner. It was …

Itineraries change when you’re traveling.  The best laid plans and all that.  Now I don’t know if it’s me being incredibly lazy, or just every now and again I feel the need to actually not do anything, but this is my fourth day (I think) where I have not strayed further than the burger joint …