Tuesday 12th January 2016 – “One point eight of you will not like riding horses.” This was how Juan Manuel began his introduction to Estancia Panagea. We’d just arrived, having been transported from the bus station in Tacuarembo in the back of Juan’s truck, granting an open to the air…
Tuesday 05th January 2015 – I left Florianopolis at 7AM to get the bus to Porto Alegre, there being no direct bus to Montevideo. By 9AM I was away, and I arrived timely, sometime after three in the afternoon. This is where the plans were scuppered though. Straight over to…
Monday 16th November 2015 – It took me a few days to really recover from my time on the toilet. The sickness itself was over within 24 hours, but the loss of fluids left me feeling drained. I didn’t have much of an appetite either. This probably wasn’t helped by…
Saturday 07th November 2015 – A few days after I split my foot open, I finally left Sucre. On the advice of those around, and a quick picture message to the parents, I did my best to stay off my feet for the next few days. Obviously though, this meant…
Thursday 29th October 2015 – I’ve got to say, the specifics are elusive. I came to Sucre with the intention of doing Spanish lessons, and catching up with the diary and the blog, all of which have been successful to differing levels. The main thing I said to myself when…
WARNING: The following text may contain offensive language and mild references of a sexual nature. Please do not read if you feel easily offended. If you have been affected by the issues discussed please contact the BBC and blame them. Wednesday 07th October 2015 – My bum was sore. No,…
