The Lake District (not the Cumbrian one obviously..)

The Lake District (not the Cumbrian one obviously..)

I’m on a bus [well I was, over a week ago now..] from Bariloche in the Argentine lake district to El Chaltén in Patagonia’s deep south, via the legendary Ruta 40 that runs parallel to the Andean spine of the country. I told you it was legendary: From  Villazon on the northern border right down … Continue reading The Lake District (not the Cumbrian one obviously..)

Buenos Aires parte dos!

Buenos Aires parte dos!

As promised (or did I? can't remember!), a less depressing angle on Buenos Aires, to balance the last post.. So, as well as seeing street tango, I did actually get to dance myself – which was a pretty big deal. I went out for tango purposes 3 times in the space of a week; not … Continue reading Buenos Aires parte dos!

Mi Buenos Aires Querido

Mi Buenos Aires Querido

Well this isn't a post about Japan, you eagle-eyed readers. It's barely a post about Argentina, quite frankly. It's a wiffly holding pattern while I get my shit together to create either of the aforementioned. Because  I'm having some major solo traveller blues. And asking myself alot of why I am I travelling?...why am I writing this blog? and in … Continue reading Mi Buenos Aires Querido

Under neon loneliness: Japan (part 1)

Under neon loneliness: Japan (part 1)

This morning I arrived in Taipei, for the first bit of my absurd, four legged journey back to the UK. Tomorrow night is Hong Kong and then Friday, on to Heathrow via Moscow. Taipei seems like a very cool place but I'm not planning anything much more ambitious than eating and sleeping here at the … Continue reading Under neon loneliness: Japan (part 1)