VIDEO: The Gringo (2002)

In this eight part series, I take THE GRINGO TRAIL through South America. Starting in BUENOS AIRES, I have a quick look around URUGUAY and CHILE before heading up to BRAZIL just in time to miss the 2002 World Cup Final. But I didn't miss the party afterwards!! Then I head over to Bolivia, the most BRILLIANT country in the WORLD (and I should know, I've been to a few!). From the salt plains of UYUNI to the rivers of the AMAZON RAINFOREST via the Health and Safety-baiting Silver Mines of POTOSI and the CAMINO DE LA MUERTE (the Road of Death), Bolivia is just a powerhouse of nutty hilarity from beginning to end. After hitting the INCA TRAIL to MACHU PICCHU, I head up through PERU and ECUADOR and end my journey in Bogota, COLUMBIA, one of the most dangerous capital cities in the world.…

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Day 5: My Just Deserts

05.01.09: The maid was supposed to wake me at 6.30, but didn't. Luckily, by some miracle I woke up myself at 7am after clocking up a whole 3 hours of sleep. The maid was happily sorting out the washing downstairs, so I chose not to kick her in the shins. A shared taxi with some random locals and a lovely girl from America called Gillian across the border. What a breeze after yesterday's shenanigans! Thank you Chile, thank you Peru! So now I'm on the bus to Lima. Everyone seems a little sketchy as to when I will arrive, but you know, 6 countries, 5 days. It's all good. And there may be the possibly of a bus straight through from Lima to Caracas - but I'd have to be very, very lucky to get my timings right. If only I could check in my Lonely…

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Day 4: The Milkfloat

04.01.09: Arrived, shaken but not stirred, in Oruro, Bolivia. I felt the best course of action was to find out when the first bus for Chile left - 11.30am - and find a place to sleep for a couple of hours. Did that, but it's hard to sleep when the hotel you've chosen (Copacabana, pop pickers) is overrun by noisy children in the courtyard playing at being pneumatic drills. So I gave up trying to sleep and headed over to an Internet café to try and make contact with the outside world. After I had wasted enough time trying to get youporn to work, I grabbed a taxi back to the bus station. I thought I'd check how many pounds there are to the Chilean whatever, so I reached for my copy of Lonely Planet... Damn! Left it in the goddamn Internet café. And how to…

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