Train from Bordeaux pulls into Paris late afternoon on a Friday, montparnasse station a grey ugly concrete shell. I’m a bit on guard … I’ve heard stories about Paris, edgy dangerous and full of thieves. Cautious, I double check the station map before I get off the platform. A young African guy just off the […]
Last train to Hentai from San Seb … I’d been running around town all evening making excuses not to leave my last safe haven in espana. 20 minute train ride and a whole new country. Carriage is full of French revellers who’d been partying the night in spain. Too late for a train elsewhere, and […]
Train from Bilbao to San Seb is less scenic, and I sleep for a large part of it. But the rain has stopped, the day is warming, and it’s going to be a beautiful weekend. Grab a cafe at the first oasis of calm I see. Cafe Iguna. Slightly stylish, but probably in the wrong […]
Train from Llanes to Bilbao, from Asturia to Basque country, is well worth the 7 euros. Beautiful country, lucsious green greymajestic cliffs jutting out. Relaxed warm and dry and enjoying the view. Arrival … Bilbao station, an interesting old building, and Bilbao … seems to be in absolute fucking chaos … there are about 10 […]
Very difficult to leave Granada … it’s a beautiful day when the bus from the old centre of the town pulls into the estazione de autobus. Plan A is to bus to Barcelona to take in a bit of Gaudi, and try my horn in the streets there. Plan A is shot to pieces quickly. […]
The streets of most cities in India will throw all sorts of horrors at you, every heartbreaking story and plaintive look, every imaginable hustle, all expecting a few rupees. Most travellers on long stays get a bit hardened towards this. Most Indians are. Generally it seems that the most (financially) effective beggars are the most […]
