The nearly-betrothed are alternating between frazzled and anticipatory behaviour. Totally understandable, but the gloomy weather isn’t helping. Of course, everyone wants their Big Day to be all sunshine and happy times, but hey — this is England. Sunshine and happy times are at a premium here.
My dig about “happy times” is directly related to the [...]

My first day back in jolly ol’ England after a week in Spain and it was bloody freezing. Plus, UK Passport Control were not quite as lax on Round 2 as they were in Round 1. Sometimes it’s like this because my itinerary usually involves going in and out of the UK several times in [...]

My last day in Spain. One reason why I’m trying to write as much as possible as I go along is because I left the notebook that I’ve been using to write journal entries on the bus between Barcelona and Valencia. Not a huge loss, but I’m going to have to remember the first few [...]

This is just what the doctor ordered after 3 bus trips from Barcelona to Valencia, to Granada, then here to Malaga: warm Mediterranean air, good food, and best of all, a big super-clean room on the Alameda Principal with a view of the castle. And it’s got TWO power points (I never thought I’d get [...]

Am I in Spain or am I in North Africa? I’m hearing more Arabic than Spanish. It feels like I’m in Morocco instead of Granada, but I spent half the day at the Alhambra, so that’s how I know.
Took the overnight bus from Valencia at 11 o’clock and woke up this morning careening through the [...]

[On a non-tourist-but-nonetheless-important note: my tax refund was deposited today! woo-hoo!]
I’m in Valencia today, Spain’s third largest city, after Madrid and Barcelona. I wasn’t actually planning on visiting Valencia, it was a split decision between Valencia and Alicante when I was at the bus station. I figured there would be more transportation options from Valencia, [...]

Uh oh. Sore throat. Hope that doesn’t mean I caught something nasty from the American girl with a terrible cold who was over in the next bed. She was down for the count for three whole days. What a way to spend a holiday, and that will be me next if I don’t get down [...]

It’s half past midnight and — miracles of miracles — I actually got onto a computer at the Kabul almost straightaway! The place is hopping as usual — music pumping, people talking at the top of their lungs in Lord knows how many languages, beer flowing, cigarettes burning… I swear, this is not a hostel, [...]

It’s the morning of Day 3 in Barcelona, and I’m actually a bit relieved it’s raining. I’m a bit sunburnt from yesterday — silly me forgot sunscreen.
BARCELONA - DAY 2
Woke up at the crack of dawn (naturally, fancy that!) and headed north up to the highest point in Barcelona, Tibidabo, to take the funicular to [...]

Arrived via Ryanair into Girona, which is a small place about an hour’s north of Barcelona. Could see the mountains from the plane, and I was surprised to still see so much snow!
Once I got into the city, I scoped out the nearest Metro station and bought a 10-journey transit pass for 6 euros. A [...]