The trip to Wuyishan took me about 300km to the north west, a decent journey by most standards. To give you an idea of how big China is though, this didn’t even take me out of the province. I was still in Fujian, just about. It didn’t take long to…
This particular blog follows on from part one, in that it was written in the same rambling train of thought. If you haven’t delved into that first part of my fascinating story of not quite triumph mixed with possible loss and dismay, you can find it here. Might as well…
It’s about time. About time I got back around to playing StarCraft 2, about time I moved out of my mum’s house again and about time I finished dozens of small, minor tasks. But really, about time I sewed up the rest of the story. It’s been a long time…
Tuesday 09th August 2016 – I’ve broken off onto a new entry, as the last one was getting rather long. That, and it’d gotten a bit bit long since I started writing it. Oops. This one does though, start off from where I left off. In fact, almost exactly. So…
Saturday 11th June 2016 – I stayed in Cusco before I left, and was treated once more to a chance meeting. Shira and Danya had just arrived from their time in Bolivia, so we met up for dinner after we’d sorted out where we were going to eat. I think…
Monday 24th August 2015 – Georgetown is a city of many faces. On one hand, rumours abound of the constantly occurring crimes. Take, for instance, the Guyanese girl who was afraid I would get into the wrong sort of taxi. Or the owner of the guesthouse I stayed, who advised…
