I do not have enough eyes to take in La Paz. There is so much to see and absorb! As soon as the bus turned its final bend (and there were a fair few on that 10 hour journey from Arica in Chile) the jaws of almost every passenger dropped. We saw La Paz from … More La Paz: witches markets, altitude sickness and llama foetuses
On arriving back from Easter Island we decided that it was time to get moving north to and on to Bolivia. From the plane we boarded a night bus that took us to the town of Caldera on the outskirts of the Atacama desert. There’s not a huge amount to shout about in Caldera except … More The Atacama desert and beyond – Ciao Chile
Easter Island had always been on the agenda when we talked about South America but once we had begun travelling we wondered whether the cost of getting there may stop us in our tracks. However, after some debate we decided that we were never likely to be so ‘close’ again and so we carpe diemed … More Easter Island
So I hear it’s been 27 degrees in the UK? Good. For. You. I’ve been sleeping in my beanie…! I knew Patagonia would be cold and I accepted it with grace. It wasn’t dreadful, layers were even removed during hikes. However, on departure from Bariloche and on return to Chile it seemed to get colder. … More Chilly in Chile
This wasn’t the blog I was going to write. I had every intention of mocking my half Cornish husband; his love of pasties and his delight in telling every Argentinian/Chilean that the empanada originated in Cornwall. His insistence in repeating the history of mines and explaining how everything began in Cornwall. However, it seems more … More Manchester
Patagonia is a jaw dropping, eye bulging wow evoking wonder. Following a 14 hour night bus to the city of Neuquen, the capital of Argentinian Patagonia we decided to keep heading South and to jump on another bus to Bariloche. Somehow between buying the ticket and walking two seconds away to the bus stop we unwittingly … More Patagonia – Bariloche, Argentina and Chocolate
The city of Mendoza is pleasant with tree lined streets, a park with a boating lake and some very nice looking clothes shops. (Focus – no room in backpack). However, we were in the region for one reason and one reason only. Wine. And this was business. Jamie had connected with some of his suppliers … More Mendoza, Argentina – To Spit or to Swallow?
With the Paso de los Libertadores finally open we made our way across the Andes by night bus. Not the vomit comet that was the N87 night bus in London that we would find our way home on. In fact on this night bus there was no vomit, no drunk passengers that whilst snoring missed their … More The Night Bus
The mountain pass to Mendoza still closed we decided to take the opportunity to explore Valparaiso, a city about an hour and a half on the bus from Santiago. … More Valparaiso
I love travelling. I love seeing new places, meeting new people, getting excited about places I had never even thought of and then quickly become obsessed with them. I always think that anything seems possible when you are travelling, you can be anyone, achieve anything. The reason I mention this is I don’t want you … More The Rainmaker
Winging it overseas 