Border crossing: Ipiales to Tulcan

Bridge from Colombia to Ecuador

Bridge from Colombia to Ecuador

On Friday 10th October 2014 I left Colombia and entered Ecuador. In this blog post I describe the journey from Ipiales to Quito, including stops at Las Lajas and Tulcan.

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Top 10 free things to do in Bogota, Colombia

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In September 2014 I spent two weeks in Bogota, the capital of Colombia. Below is a list of my favourite things to do in Bogota. Halfway through writing the list I realised all the activities were free. #Bonus Enjoy!

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Volunteering at the FIFA World Cup Brazil 2014

Solving problems in Problem Resolution!

Solving problems in Problem Resolution!

In this post I discuss how I became a volunteer for the FIFA World Cup in Brazil (the event that  started my trip around South America), and share tips on how you can volunteer at large scale sporting events too.

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Why do Crocs travel and muffin tops rise?

Muffin Top :D #Yummy

Muffin top

There’s two phenomena currently sweeping South America that nobody is talking about – Crocs and muffin tops.

Forget FARC sightings in Colombia, airlines shutting down in Venezuela, and Rio 2016 volunteer applications opening in Brazil, those topics are occupying enough space. The 2014 Crocs and Muffin Tops Pandemic (CMTP14) is spreading widely and nobody is paying attention! Except me.

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Border crossing: Manaus to Boa Vista to Santa Elena de Uairen; And Roraima and Angel Falls tours

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On Thursday 10th July 2014 I travelled from Manaus in Brazil to Santa Elena de Uairen in Venezuela. The journey took approximately 17.5 hours. This post discusses that journey and shares advice on Roraima and Angel Falls tours.

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Border crossing: Maracaibo to Maicao to Santa Marta

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Photo: Have an ice cream on us.

Woohoo! I’m alive!

On Tuesday 5th August 2014 I travelled from Maracaibo, Venezuela to Santa Marta, Colombia.

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Don’t take beautiful legs abroad

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Photo: Swelling on left leg from bite and numerous marks on both legs.

Before I left England I had beautiful legs. Beautiful by my definition meant no marks; bar a light scar below my left knee from breaking a window (not as cool as it sounds, my mum was very cross with me). Sure my legs might have been pasty white but they had no marks god damn it!

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