Hate me, go on, you’re allowed to ...

Leaving El Fuerte I catch a bus straight to my next destination Mazatlan, I wanted to go here 1. It was time to sit on a beach and do nothing for a few days. 2. Dad came here in the 1970s so I thought it would be nice to go back and see if the places he visited back then were still there. I roll in to Mazatlan at about 10pm, I hadn’t booked a hotel but I wasn’t really worried as its not really the holiday season yet. How wrong was I. As it was the weekend every cheap hotel was booked out, even the one i was hoping to stay in was booked up. Shit! The only place...

In to the unknown...

Opening the curtains of my motel room in El Paso I could see across in to my next country that I would call home for the next month or so, that country would be Mexico. Like I had said in my last blog I wasn’t attending to visit this country on this trip but after the fuck up in South Africa it seemed like the next logical step on this trip. I knew very little about the culture or the way of life of people in Mexico so I was a little hesitant to go there, especially with all the warnings how dangerous this country can be. I should know not to listen to people, sure...

Comedy Cock Dance...

For those who haven’t seen it. Please learn the moves and the...

Get your kicks on Route 66...

What better way to start the next blog than sitting on another train heading up to the Copper Canyon in North West Mexico. Before I even tell you about Mexico I have to finish the last part of the US adventure off, another thing I have found and is a little bit worrying is the length of my nose hairs over the last month. I keep plucking them but the bastards keep growing back twice as fast and twice as long. Does this mean I’m getting old? Anyone else having problems like that? Is there anything I can buy? Anyway enough about my hairy problems. I said goodbye to...