This is going to be a short entry as I’m writing this the morning after Flamenco so I don’t forget any of it. Continue reading “Drum Solo”
As you should know by now, I’m in Granada, I reunited with a friend I met in Valencia and now we’re spending a few days together in the south. Continue reading “Nothing Else Matters”
Felt the Alicante sand between my toes as I had an early morning workout yesterday. Went to the beach with a couple of guys from the hostel and had the hardest workout in a while. We did a lot of strength training and muscle toning. Just body weight exercises really, things like dips, chin ups, knee ups etc.
61 days. Continue reading “Two Months Form A Year”
It’s been a while since I last sat on a train, especially considering the first half of this trip was trains every other day or so. The hostel that I’m staying at now is 6 miles from the centre of Alicante so I had to get a train to it.
Thursday was a write off. I didn’t even get out of bed until about 4pm. It was necessary though, just to reset myself from the party the night before. But yesterday was different. Continue reading “Raining Blood”
Nearly 15 years ago I was on a family holiday in Portugal and we had to take a coach from Faro airport to our hotel. On the way we passed rolling green hills and tiny communities in the middle of absolute nowhere. Continue reading “Highway To Hell”