Second day blues

Morning, I leave the “good” part out of it as there is frankly not much good in the morning. The afternoon is better but still it is a tough day, with both wind and strong sun. Anyway, lat’s take it in an orderly fashion. I wake up to a splendid morning of full sunshine but…

Milestones: 7000 miles

Seven thousand miles, a milestone earned on three different continents. So here are the facts and figures for these 1000 miles. Cycling Continents: 3 (Oceania, Europe, South America) Countries: 4 (Australia, United Kingdom, Italy, Uruguay) Nations: 3 (New South Wales, Scotland, Italy, Uruguay) Cycled distance so far: 7000 miles (11265 Km) Climbing so far: 274,320 feet (83,613 m)…

Heading for Brazil

La temporada, “the season”, has not started yet, it will start in full flow at Christmas and last, apparently till carnival time. For this reason I am taking four days off from my gruelling skedule of work and explore the east coast of Uruguay. The idea is to camp a few night, finish off the…

Life in the slow lane

I’m starting to make sense of this existence. I’ve been in Uruguay for a bit more than a week and getting used to this Work Away life. to start with it was a bit tricky as i did not feel I was pulling my weight, but then I realised that the rhythm of work to…

Hostel Punta Ballena Bar

Life at the Hostel Punta Ballena Bar is pretty easy at the moment. I have finally started doing some work and I’m not feeling like a complete freeloader anymore. Violet (other WorkAwayer) and Martin (the boss) get at each other a bit, Violet’s Spanish is way better than mine but I am catching up quickly….

Getting started in Uruguay

So, I’m in Uruguay. The landing is a bit bumpy, not the plane, that is. The plane from Buenos Aires in particular is nearly empty. What is bumpy is the money. I get out of the terminal and proceed to the first cash machine which itself not only does not give me cash with the…

Off again

It’s the 24th of November and I’m some thirty five thousand feet over the the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. How could this happen? you’re asking yourselves. Well let me give you a brief run down of the last two months. I was not meant to stay in Italy as long as I did but…