Thursday, 18 September 2014

Day Scotland: The Independence Vote


Today is rather an important day in Scotland: the people there are voting whether or not to make the country fully independent. I'm currently in Mexico, and will be in Guatemala tomorrow (my blog will soon be catching up with all this) and so am missing what is a very exciting - or for some, worrying, I guess - day for the country. Fortunately, my mother has kindly voted on my behalf, with a proxy vote - thanks mum.

Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Days 511 to 516: Mexico City

Mexico City is sinking. When the Spanish came in 1519 and dethroned the Aztecs, they settled on taking over the Aztec capital, Tenochtitlan, dismantling it and building Mexico City in a style more to their suiting. In this manner, the small colonial capital grew. But there was a problem. Cathedrals and palaces and other such large stone buildings are heavy, and Tenochtitlan was situated in a swamp. The modern day consequences of this are very visible in even just a casual wander around the city.


Sunday, 7 September 2014

Days 501 to 505: San Francisco

"Wake up!" My happy sleep was disrupted by Danielle. She was in a mild state of tizzy. "I think I've felt an earthquake!" she said.

I tried to process this. "Uh... Don't be ridiculous. San Francisco gets these all the time. It's no big deal. Go back to sleep."

Oops.


Thursday, 28 August 2014

Days 490 to 492: St Louis

Before arriving in St Louis, the sum total of my knowledge about the city was this: it has a big steel arch, hence my reasons for going in the first place, and it is currently experiencing some very high profile media attention about racial tensions and alleged heavy-handed policing. Well, you can add this one to the list: St Louis is great.


(Also, to my great surprise, it's pronounced St Lewis, not St Lou-ee, despite being named after the French king and saint, Louis IX. I've still not got used to this yet, and am not sure if I approve. St Louis residents: sort this out.)

Thursday, 21 August 2014

Days 486 to 489: The Midwest Mini Roadtrip

Mount Rushmore is 939 miles from Chicago. I know this because Google Maps tells me so. And because I drove there.


Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Days 484 to 485: Chicago

We spent four days in Montevideo: nice, but a little dull. We three days in Lima: one would have been more than enough. And we spent three days in ghastly Naples. Yet we spent barely two days in Chicago, wonderful, cool, beautiful, exciting Chicago. What the hell?



Thursday, 14 August 2014

Days 475 to 479: Toronto and the Donuts

Every now and again in a man's lifetime, something very special happens. A moment of magic that changes everything, so that everything else in that lifetime can be measured as pre- or -post event. In Toronto, that happened to me. I discovered this: