Before I start I just wanted to highlight one thing about Mexico. Here, I am tall. Yes you got it, I´m like a giant. It is hilarious as even the men are shorter so Mexico is now crossed off as the place I find my future husband. Bring on Guatemala. Just to make things easier (and because I cannot be bothered) this blog entry will form of two very diverse places within the same state being Oaxaca. To start off Oaxaca is pronouced as Wahaca like the Mexcian resta...

Before I arrived in Mexico City, the stories that I had heard and the films I had seen only filled me with somewhat angst and a little fear as to what I might find. Saying that I am not sure films such as "Amores Perros" and "Man on Fire" really helped in that matter. However what I have found is a place with really genuinely helpful and friendly people just slightly struggling with everyday life as most of the world. The flight from LAX was really quick and soo...

We kind of left it a bit late to book any accommodation so ended up staying in Mission Beach which was pretty awesome. We opted for a few quid extra a night for a motel with two big size beds, a TV and kitchen (the kitchen was added in as they lost our booking). The 1st day, well afternoon, we headed to the beach but it was a bit windy; actually very windy so didn´t end up staying long. We instead headed to the Fro Yo place (frozen yogurt for those not up with...

Not sure why I am calling this PCH as we didn´t exactly see much of the Pacific Coast Highway due to a severe landslide that has closed most of the Big Sur for weeks now. Anyway I digress. We left sunny SF and picked up our new car. Not as exciting as the jeep but at least it was a bit smaller and less terrifying for Sandra. We drove for about 2hrs and headed straight for Santa Cruz (it is allowed and even obligatory to think of the Thrills song right now). San...

So where do I begin with SF, it is truly an amazing city and has overtaken NYC in my favourite US city. We arrived from a long trip from Yosemite in the evening and pretty much crashed straight away. The next day we took the bus up to Pier 41 and took the ferry to Alcatraz. We started the day with a talk from Nancy, a 65 yr old guard who looked like she should be baking Betty Crocker cookies in the kitchen rather than talking about the history and criminals who ...