This travelogue will be the home to my upcoming journey around the world with my pal Vinny.

The idea, in it's simplest form, is to go once around the globe without resorting to air travel.

Along the way, we plan to watch England beat Brazil in the World Cup Final in Berlin, travel across the Trans-Mongolian Railway, work in New Zealand and drive across America with a .45 in the dash*. We'll take in some boat time along the way, and if all goes to plan get a job on the QE2 which Sean Bean says still exists.

Plans never quite work out the way they're intended to, and I'm sure this will be no exception.

We've not set any of this in stone. We've sorted out Australian Visas in advance, and will be doing likewise with Russia and China. Apart from that, it's pretty much plain sailing.

We could get as far as China, get offered a swish job, and live out the rest of our lives over there. Similarly, we could get involved in one of those pretentious post-The Beach colony societies that backpackers were setting up like hotel chains last time I was in Thailand. We could become King of our own Hippy Haven.

Or, as I suspect, we could be a bit too close to some English football fans when they choose to demonstrate just how culturally enlightened they are with the passionate expression of a 'rumble', and end up getting deported. Or killed.

But whatever happens, we've got a plan, a leaving date, and a passport. Apart from those minor concerns like Visas, money, immunisations, language skills, money again, health issues and money once more, that's all we need.




* I don't imagine we will actually have a .45 in the dash.... That's just asking for trouble.