Or why you should read this
and then get lost . . .
In these days of the internet and social media, you can travel the world without getting off of the toilet. But where is the magic in visiting far off lands if you’ve never even left your bathroom? I’m inviting you to join me on my journey around the world, and it’s going to be a little bit more exciting than “top 10 things to do in Bali.”
What to expect?
229 countries to be exact! I seek to see, taste and experience as much of the world as possible and having eaten snake and talked my way out of arrests on more than one continent, I have ample experience in that. People, culture and food are the epitomay of what a country truly represents, and I promise to go to places where there are stories to be made all while taking the piss out of myself and anyone else who gives me a reaction. I aim to take you on a tour of mind-blowing places you won’t believe actually exist, then show you how to get there (and get out again in one piece).
I kept a diary during my first trip around the USA in 2008, but it all came into focus when I was chatting to a couple of girls in Lisbon, hi Haley! I had already travelled over half of the world, and while they were fascinated by my adventures, they were shocked by my lack of blog. I mean, who would want to read the words of someone who writes like an 11-year-old with a potty mouth? Surprisingly enough quite a few people, do you want to join them?
This blog began as a diary and just grew from there. The diary was my mum’s idea, and begrudgingly, I agreed, turns out like so many things my mum was right. Even if it took me a while to see the value in it, it was when I lost my American Journal that I realised just how much it meant to me. I had lost so many memories, but with the blog I am now able to share them.
I’ve always had a passion for documenting, productivity and love the full disclosure I can give from my social media, no filters, no sponsors and no bullshit.
We all have a story to tell, a blog’s a great way to do it, and this is my story. I haven’t seen it all, but I’ve seen a lot, one day I could be camping next to a volcano in Guatemala LINK and the next getting robbed by policemen (link), knowing the difficult experiences will one day be a story makes it that bit easier.
My journal. I write a daily dairy (and suggest you should do the same) when I’m on the road so frankly after all these years I need somewhere to put it. They aren’t all crazy stories but I like to read them so I can revisit my experiences. It’s a great reference for me when you lose track of where you have visited; it’s good to be able to remember little things like good hotels and restaurants that won’t give you food poisoning. A blog isn’t going anywhere, can be backed up and all you’ll need is a phone handy if you want to remind yourself why you didn’t stay in THAT hotel last time. Even better when I’m 90, I can take my phone out and show my grandkids what their granda got up to, or they can use it against me to remind me of the shit I got up to.
It’s just too good an opportunity not to share. It’s also a chance to share parts of the world that many readers may never get a chance to visit.
If you love a hobby, you have to treat it like a job. I would love to be able to keep this blog as ad-free as possible (have you noticed), partly so you can see it’s my own true experience and partly because we all hate popups (but love cookies). One thing I won’t ever have are willy nilly sponsored posts (boombod anyone), any good experiences or criticism I share will all be my own. I aim to keep the ads to a minimum, and I refuse any free shit in return for a positive review. I’m no sell out.
If I write about a resource, it’s because I use it and found it to be useful. I do not link to products I don’t own or don’t use. Trust me there are plenty of influencers who’ll tell you they wouldn’t travel the Amazon without a special brand of toilet paper. They can paddle their own canoe I wouldn’t do that.
Why….
That’s the ten year back story of my blog in 5 minutes. Click here to start looking through my wild array of anecdotes. Everything from living the dream in the Maldives to watching my best friend almost getting murdered in Austin.
So if you’ve enjoyed what you’ve read so far (spelling mistakes aside), you’ll feel right at home here…