We’ve met some pretty hardcore, backpacker-Nazi types on the road who shun packaged-travel and all who would even dream of partaking. Apparently it’s a badge of honour to stay at a place costing 50¢ a night where you have to shit in a coffee tin in the corner.
Though we’re nowhere near that [...]
Well, three days into the all-inclusive experience and we’re well impressed, especially after the dismal analogue we lived through on our honeymoon in Tunisia. The people here have been uniformly friendly and as unmercenary as it gets, though the odd peso tip still is greatly appreciated and elicits the widest of smiles. 4 [...]
We’re off to Cuba in 4 hours – heading to the airport now to see what sorts of seats are still available. We’ve duly packed lots of goodies for the various Cubanos we’ll be coming across, hoping to make some friends. If you ever go to Cuba and you see some random guy [...]
It’s become a bit of a game: wake up in the morning, and see what the wackiest travel destination we can come up is:
Last week we got an email forward for a cheap package to Jamaica.
Jamaica was sold out, so we started looking at the Dominican Republic.
Found out the DR can be a [...]
For this move to succeed I’ll have to be a bit more effective and efficient in my packing. My first week: I think I’ve managed 2 boxes. The problem is detritus. Actually, the problem is my borderline-obsessive/compulsive need to organise every little item, and worse, to think about it carefully before [...]
Filling out our visa apps for the UK and just had to laugh at this. Err, if I said “yes”, can I still come in? Pretty please?
Haha I’m actually quite sad now that my time at Ballard is over. Almost pathetically so. Today my last day there flew by in a eyeblink with the packing, the wrap-up, the goodbyes. 6pm rolled around, my cardboard box was still only half full, and the building had already begun to feel [...]
That’s it: my first grown-up job is a thing of the past, and I’m off to roads paved either with fulfillment or wretched unemployment. Growing up the son of immigrant parents, you almost expect that moving to an entirely new country and context should be easy: I mean, your parents managed to do it, [...]