Get your kicks on Route 66...

What better way to start the next blog than sitting on another train heading up to the Copper Canyon in North West Mexico. Before I even tell you about Mexico I have to finish the last part of the US adventure off, another thing I have found and is a little bit worrying is the length of my nose hairs over the last month. I keep plucking them but the bastards keep growing back twice as fast and twice as long. Does this mean I’m getting old? Anyone else having problems like that? Is there anything I can buy? Anyway enough about my hairy problems. I said goodbye to...

The Gofer Shooter...

Don the 50 year old roaming gypsy from Bristol was my travelling companion for the next week. A great guy who was a mountaineer and has some very funny stories about his travels and when he was a hippie in the 70s. I planned out route which would take us north of Vegas around the desert before heading back to the boarders of California to the National Park of Death Valley before coming back to Vegas for one night. We picked up the car from the airport which seem to take forever as the queues at Dollar Car Hire were so long. After a couple of hours of waiting we picked up...

Sin City...

So I made it to the gambling capital of the world, what did I think of it? Watch the Random Sam guide to Vegas, Sorry the sound is crap on the video and the editing isn’t very good. As you can see I didn’t warm to Vegas very much, I know, shock horror a place that Sam didn’t like. Its not that I didn’t like it, i just didn’t get what all the fuss was about. After going to all the great cities of the world this one didn’t stand up. i can sum up Vegas by saying its like Disneyland cross between Blackpool and the Lakeside shopping centre...

The American Road Trip...

San Fran airport is where I was waiting for the mystery guest to arrive, I didn’t even see Lee walk in to the arrives hall as I was using the free wi-fi in the airport. Mr Sparey was going to be my copilot for the next 10 days as we travel down Highway 1 to LA where the plan was to party hard with my good Mongolian friend Virginia on Halloween. He was the driver (I don’t think he trusted me with his life) and I was the brains behind the whole operation (I can just see Lee’s face when he reads that) We hire a car which we named the Butch White Bear, it was...