We were in Grenada for all of 40 hours, so it was a bit of a pit stop really, but a lot of fun. Zac and I stumbled into the other boys on our way to the hostel, and excitedly shared stories of the two cities we had each visited. That night we went on a Tapas tour organized by the hostel, by the tapas was like frozen pizza and stuff so we split and made our own tour. Later the same night I had a lovely jam session with a British guy on a ancient keyboard and a tam...

Marbella is not a backpacking destination. Not in the slightest. We arrived, put our stuff down and immediately met up with Rachel, one of Zara's friends from when she lived in England. It didn't take long to realize that we weren't in Spain at all, more like Little England. Absolutely everyone was British in Marbella, to the point that after just a few days we began to pick up the accent. If we stayed a week we'd be speaking like the queen. Still, I refuse to e...

Madrid has been a very different experience to the rest of my trip so far for two main reasons: the French and World Youth Week. As I explained last time, Zac and I accepted an offer to split an apartment for cheap with six French girls who gave us a taste of authentic French cuisine 3 meals a day for 4 days. When we went to the supermarket at first I was worried by the fancy stuff they were buying, and the stuff we had just never heard of, like creme fraiche (w...

Zac and I split from the other three for the first time since joining them some 48 days ago, finding ourselves in the midst of a foggy morning in Lisbon, Portugal, while they headed further north to Porto. Lisbon was our only city in Portugal, so we made sure to make our three days there wild yet concertedly efficient, while 55 cent espressos gave us the extra energy needed to pull through. We stayed in the old city, perched atop a hill which we climbed sometim...

Picking up where I left off, the boys and I found ourselves on a train to Toulouse crammed in the steaming hot baggage compartment. It was there where I made a rather interesting business deal. Several nights earlier, at a blackjack table in Monte Carlo we befriended three girls from Colorado, and as these things tend to go, we bumped into them on the train to Toulouse and shared the 7 hour train trip and a bottle of cheap wine. During our fun but uneventful stay...