A blog for my brother – who believes I never go “anywhere f*&%ing nice”
Well Jarrod it’s just as well this blog is not serving as Proof Of Life, because it’s been MANY weeks since my last entry. So much to catch you up on! When I last wrote it was with a stomach full of frog juice and guinea pig in Arequipa. With digestive juices attacking those, what better to do really, than … Continue Reading →
From the title of this post, you’d be forgiven for presuming that I’m about to describe a Peruvian gastrointestinal upset in graphic detail. Rest assured that’s not the case…but by the time you finish reading this, you’ll probably think it actually would have been preferable to read about the frequency and consistency of my bowel movements. Apologies in advance. Not … Continue Reading →
I’m not quite feeling myself at the moment, Jarrod. It’s been a flat chat couple of weeks and I think you’ll agree from the selfie below, the strain is beginning to show. (Possibly just my opinion, but I think I’m looking a little dehydrated around the delicate eye area) I’m a little more behind on the blog than I would … Continue Reading →