Against All Odds

If I could describe the first day of our travels in just one word, that word would be uncensored, capitalised, in bright red font, and it would be FUCK. See, when you go places you kind of anticipate things going wrong. You just don't really expect it to happen before you've even got off the … Continue reading Against All Odds



Now, if I asked you to draw me a picture of an average American, you'd probably draw a very obese man, possibly wearing a cowboy hat, waving one of those tiny American flags in one hand, firing a machine gun into the air with the other, while somehow also holding a cheeseburger. (Or maybe that's … Continue reading VEGAS BAYBAY! Part 2