Six months ago when we booked the Inca trail to Machu Picchu we didn’t have a clue what we were letting ourselves in for.
As it began to turn dark, we noticed we were driving towards an electrical storm, a spectacular sight if not slightly ominous. This was going to be a great 9 hours.
I obviously started having a small meltdown whilst practical J searched online for what to do if you lose your pieces of paper things…
Valparaiso (Valpo for short) is hilly, colourful, artsy, bohemian and above all interesting.
He strolled over to take our order, a wide smile on his rugged, stubbled face, reminiscent of a young Patrick Swayze in Point Break, I noted.
Day One: We arrived in Rio after a 25 hour bus journey to welcoming blue skies and sunshine.
I’d been wanting to go and have a proper look around Plaza de Mayo and see Casa Rosada since reading about the “disappeared” and the Madras of the Plaza de Mayo.
This morning we said an emotional goodbye to our brother, sister and niece and left Uruguay for what we thought would be the final time, to begin our adventures in Brazil.
1. You hate it…