Next Stop... Dublin

So naturally the most entertaining person (me) sits in the front seat of the cab and offers an amazing 2.5 minutes of conversation before passing out. When I wake from my slumber I hate life, "Damn that bouncy castle. I've made up my mind, I hate the person that

Return to Scotland

It was a long, strenuous and non profitable four weeks back with IPG. Got screwed around and just didn't see any motivation from them to get this Canada idea off the ground. Maybe for the best, now I don't have to worry about it and it's one less distraction from my real goals. But, finally made it back to Scotland where my

12 DAYS IN SOUTHAMPTON

     Upon my return to London I shacked up on the couch back at my old flat, you guys still rock, as do the new additions to the flat... Sophie. Also, hit the streets again with IPG, made £350 in my first week back... yeah that's right, I still got it. But looking for some cheap rent and a chance to see

The Last Leg

So as promised this past week was ridiculous. I know I left Berlin as a bit of a cliffhanger but to be honest that was just to keep you reading. Berlin included some kewl sight seeing, Inglorious Basterds (sic movie by the way) and a pub crawl that left me drunk off 1 euro Jager shots and in

Amster - DAMN

So after surviving Okoberfest I was off to Bruges for a couple days where our little travel family from June re-united. We thought these couple days would be a bit of a rest period before Amsterdam… I was wrong. We found a bar with over 300 different types of beer

The Rematch: Scottie Baker vs Munich (Oktoberfest)

     Last time I wrote there was still the uncertainty of where I would be sleeping on the Friday night… I know everyone must have been worried but it’s okay, I managed to get a bed. So, as you know I won the first round of the rematch; partially due to my jet lag still wearing off, but regardless I won.

Round 2 (Wednesday): 

The "Bird"

     As of this day (some day in February) drinking at Dirty Dicks, an EpiphiTree hit me in the face (Homer Simpson). The bird is an amazing creature; it can represent the soul. If you let it go it will soar in the sky, you'll have a new view on life and the world. The feeling of weightlessness and infinite paths you can take and destinations you can reach is what will set you free. This is why I'll name my first bar... THE BIRD

I'm Coming Home

       So it’s been 5 ½ months since I left and hell yeah it went by fast.  Still not quite sure what exactly I’ve taken away from it yet, I think I may realize it more over the next couple months while I’m home.  Despite all the ups and downs and the negative bank accounts,

Running with the Bulls

        Now I realize it’s been a couple week since I did the run but it’s not something you easily forget.  So John, Anastasia and I take a nap to prepare us for the crazy 14 hours to come………. Now that we’re well rested we catch the last bus to Pamplona, which was a free-for-all mosh pit.  Upon arriving we were awe struck

San Sabastian

       So the entire backpack adventure was based around being here for the Running of the Bulls… but that’s a whole other story, hahaha I’ll keep you waiting, for now: San Sabastian.  It was a bit shit that once we got there everyone was scattered all over the town in different hostels.  Oh well, I stayed at Olga’s where I met John from Milwaukee and Anastasia from Stockholm. 

The Amazing Evasion

       As mentioned earlier: a pool table, internet and a vending machine full of 1 euro beer is what brought this together.  We thought it would be a fun challenge to see how many buttons we can get sold out, “I know you’re all probably shaking your head at me right now, but I know for a fact if any of you: Sherwin, Junes, Blackman, Zack, Matt, B, Johhny-Marc, Woodzy, Onya, Pam, Brandi, J, Mikie, Robbie, Judd, Houtby, Barks, Polgs, Tutty, Pisan… hell this list could go forever, you know who you are and you know if you were there

Madrid

My time in Madrid was a bit scattered.  First we met up with the 2 Kiwi girls, Linda and Andie, who we’ve randomly seen in the last couple cities.  Here we also added another Aussie: Mark.  Since we arrived so late that day we grabbed some dinner at a tiny nearby restaurant, “Finally some good value for your money, only the third meal that I haven’t been able to finish.”