The journey to Bloemfontein was eventful for all the wrong reasons. Laura fell ill the previous evening on account of eating something dodgy from one of the outlets at the Port Elizabeth fan fest and it was touch and go whether we would travel or hang around PE for another day or until Laura felt better. It wasn't essential that we travelled that day, although we had already booked the hire car. Laura decided that she was well enough to travel and we headed off o...

After seeing the beautiful sunrise over Plettenberg Bay from the roof top of Plett Backpackers, it was time to make our way out of town and head off to Port Elizabeth, with fuzzy heads from our drinking the night before.The drive took around three hours and we were joined on the motorway by lots of fellow England fans making their way to Port Elizabeth complete with flags and scarves hanging out the cars. The excitement was building! On arrival into Port Elizabet...

We headed out of Cape Town early the next day. We had a lot of travelling ahead of us with a drive down to Cape Point and the Cape of Good Hope through Simonstown and then a long drive around the coast towards Mossel Bay for our first stop of the so called 'Garden Route'. We decided to head straight down to Cape Point and lucky that we did. We didn't realise that it was actually a national park with lots of different animals and we didn't realise how much driving...

I left Melbourne with an enormous amount of excitement. I'd been counting down the days over the last few months until the World Cup and was as excited about watching the football as well as travelling around the rainbow nation. We've all heard about the scare stories, the high crime level, Johannesburg being the 'murder capital', the muggings and the general safety of tourists. I was about to find out first hand what South Africa was all about. The people I had ...

After almost 22 months of travelling in Australia the time has come to finally sample the delights of Australia's East Coast. I managed to escape Mooroopna a little bit later than expected as I was kept on at the cannery for a week longer. In all honesty I was dying to leave but needed to milk SPC Ardmona for all the pennies I could. It had been three months since I had left Melbourne to come up to the Northern Country in Victoria and all of that had been spent i...