Phil Vinter and Sophie Cross are a couple of journalists taking a little jaunt through Brazil, Colombia, Ecuador, Peru and anywhere else the wind takes them!
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Monthly Archives: November 2011
“Take a seat,” says the woman in charge of the unremarkable little whitewashed former school house. I lower myself into a fragile-looking, child-sized wooden chair. The curator smiles. “You are now sitting in the very spot where the revolutionary hero … Continue reading
It’s pitch black as we squat down in the swelteringly hot, dank mine shaft, 800 metres underground. The sound of hurried footsteps and panting break our nervous silence. “Put your fingers in your ears,” Choco screeches, with a disconcerting tone … Continue reading
The loud blare of the jeep horn sounds again into the cold, star-studded sky as we hastily try to down a boiling hot cup of coca mate (tea) and last mouthful of jam-covered pancake. García, our small group’s mainly mute … Continue reading
Jose has decided that driving around a narrow hairpin bend, above a sheer drop of half a kilometre on the ‘most dangerous road in the world’ is an appropriate time to tap out a text on his mobile phone. Perhaps … Continue reading
Hostels, hammocks, tents, floors, sofas, bus seats. That’s where we’ve been getting our night’s shut eye for the last nine months. We celebrated our 100th resting place and 262nd sleep on the road in a little cottage on Amantaní Island, Lake Titicaca. … Continue reading
I feel like a Second World War evacuee waiting for someone I have never met to welcome me into their home. Fortunately a kindly-eyed, smartly dressed old man finally beckons Sophie and I over and leads us up a hill … Continue reading