How To Travel The World On The Cheap!

I've been stuck on the border with Papua New Guinea for the last few days, so not wanting to waste my time I made this here video for ya! It's set up so that EVERY CLICK results in money going to the charity WaterAid: so why not set up an auto-refresh program, such as this one for Internet Explorer or this one for Firefox, leave it running overnight and give give give without spending a penny!! Enjoy! Share! Comment! Here's the link:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tAbCgr6jJ_0

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“Graham’s World”: My Very Own TV Show Starts Tuesday!

Okay, Odyssey fans... this is it, the television show documenting my travels is being shown every TUESDAY at on the Nat Geo Adventure Channel, which is available in 40 countries across Asia and South America.  If you can get it, great.  If you can't, you're stuck with my YouTube videos until it gets broadcast on the BBC (fingers crossed) early next year!! The eight episodes of season one cover the first 133 countries of The Odyssey Expedition - my journey from Uruguay to Egypt, starting on 1st January 2009 and finishing on 31st December 2009. EPISODES: 1. From Argentina to Guyana 2. Caribbean Castaway 3. From Cuba to Tunisia 4. Arrested In Africa 5. African Rough Road 6. Congo Chaos 7. Africa Island Hop 8. Pyramids Or Bust As for the final 67 countries... (including Libya, Iraq, Afghanistan, Iran and North Korea) Lonely Planet TV have just bagged first refusal on the second series... WATCH…

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THE ODYSSEY: Review of 2009

I guess now is a good time to look back over what was the year that was, the highs and lows of life on the road. If you can't be bothered reading my blogs for the whole year (and who could blame you?) here's 2009: An Earth Odyssey in a nutshell... January 2009 Ah, January – the whizzbangshebang through South America... for the first two weeks I was on target and on schedule. But then The Caribbean reared it's ugly head and well and truly stuffed me up for the next couple of months. Countries Visited: 19 Running Total: 19 February 2009 February was a difficult month – just getting from St Vincent to Mexico required all my skill and dexterity, of which I have neither, which is probably why it took me a month, not the week I expected it to. Countries Visited: 10 Running…

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Day 100: Adios Americas

10.04.09: Unbelievable as it may seem, I'm STILL in the Americas!! Loading took a lot longer than expected so we're still on the Canadian island of Newfoundland. Looks like I'm not going to make it to Liverpool for next Monday morning, so we're going to have to do a little re-scheduling. SO PAY ATTENTION!! There's another boat I can get from Iceland that leaves next Thursday. The only thing is that it doesn't stop in the UK, but presses on to Rotterdam and arrives a week on Monday. Depending on the time it gets into Rotterdam and how long it takes me to get from Rotterdam back to Liverpool, our tour of the UK may take place on Tuesday 21st April or Wednesday 22nd. I'll let you know. Christ - I wanted to be out of here before the end of FEBRUARY and here we are…

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Day 99: Lost and Newfoundland

09.04.09: The Reykjafoss cruised into the port of Argentia at about 7pm. I had spent the day getting to know the crew - our Polish Captain, Miroslaw, Chief Engineer Andrey from Russia and the magnificently named Chivas Regal - seriously - our cook from the Philippines. Argentia seems to be a microcosm of twentieth century architecture - it was an important American Naval Base for many years, and was once a sizable town. Then after the Americans left, the Canadian government had the entire settlement torn down - houses, shops, movie theatres, town hall - the lot. Why? Well BECAUSE THE AMERICANS BUILT IT ALL OUT OF POISON. Ah, good old Asbestos - the wonder material of the last century. The only problem with it is that, unlike wood, stone and clay, it kills you. So all the buildings - the entire town of Argentia -…

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Day 98: The Reykjafoss Awaits

08.04.09: Woke up with thunder crashing in my head (as Elvis once sang) with the owner of the backpackers telling me that the representatives from Eimskip where here to get me. Crikey! I hurriedly slung my clothes on, grabbed my bags and ran downstairs to meet the rather wonderful Samme the Shipping Agent and his assistant Liz. Blurry-eyes and croaking like Toad of Toad Hall, I jumped in the back of his car and he gave me a lift to his office to print out my disclaimer and then we headed to the docks and without too much fuss I embarked on the Reykjafoss, my home for the next week and my one-way ticket to Europe. The captain is Polish and the crew is (once again) a mix of Ukraine, Russian and Pilipino. Everyone is really friendly and they all seem to know of The Linge…

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Day 97: The Hustler

07.04.09: After spending the day trying (and failing) to get a video edited before I left Halifax, it was with great relief that I got to speak to Mandy on Skype to wish her Happy Birthday. It's killing me that I won't see her for at least another nine months. But let's not dwell on that subject any longer than necessary. Justin, a guy from Queenstown (Bungeeeeeeee!) New Zealand, has just moved into our dorm, so I took him under my wing (having been here eight days, I'm an old hand at this now) and we headed up the road for a couple of games of pool. Once there, we got talking to pretty much everybody who was there, including some Canadian girls who thought I reminded them of pretty much every celebrity funnyman from the UK who I dislike immensely. Fortunately, they actually liked said…

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Day 96: The Heckler

06.04.09: Today I went for a walk around the city, but it was still a bit rubbish. Although now the snow has all melted, it wasn't even covered in white fluffy stuff to make it at least a little bit more interesting. There are a few noteworthy buildings that look really awesome, but the centre consists of a nasty, nasty concrete stadium thing, and a couple of really nasty concrete shopping malls. I see the 1960s and 70s were as unfriendly to the good town of Halifax as they were to every city in the UK. Quite why anyone still thinks it's a good idea to make buildings out of solidified porridge, asbestos, MRSA and legionnaires disease is beyond me. That night I headed over to the open mic night again and got to listen to some really great music. But then somebody handed me a…

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Day 95: Oscar the Lobster

05.04.09: Today I met up with James and we headed out with Rocky the dog, to visit (wait for it, wait for it) LIVERPOOL! Not Liverpool Liverpool, but Liverpool, Nova Scotia. On the way, we stopped at Peggy's Cove, a picture-postcard, fishing village complete with lighthouse and waves crashing against rocks. There, I picked a lobster from a tank, named him Oscar (James' suggestion) and got the restaurant to throw him in a big pot full of boiling water for my sadistic pleasure. I then cried like Homer Simpson EATING PINCHY while cracking open the tasty bugger and stuffing him into my chops, accompanied by copious amounts of garlic butter and mashed potato. YUM! We then continued on to Da 'Pool, only to find a remarkably pleasant little town by the sea. The houses were all old and made of wood, there were little cafés and…

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Day 94: Shorts in Winter

04.04.09: Still in Halifax, then. It's not worth my while heading back into America to get on another boat as none of them go to Iceland, and I don't want to waste another week or so getting there and back. James was out in the morning playing rugby, but in the afternoon he came back and dropped me off at the Backpackers. He would have let me stay at his place longer, but I felt it would be rude to intrude for more than three nights. And besides, I'd get to see more of Halifax from the Backpackers than I would from his place in Waverley. But we made arrangements to go out on a short tour of Nova Scotia tomorrow, so this isn't the last we will hear of James. That night, there was a short-film festival going on over the road from the Backpackers,…

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