Shut up about Barclay Perkins

The twelfth day of the trip. Longer than I’m usually away. I’m feeling it when I drag my miserable carcass from under the sheet at 6:15. Abl...

I have some weird dreams. I’m being chased by a bunch of neo-Nazi thugs. Not sure why, but they seem very angry. I awake with a vague feelin...

I rise at 8:40, brush my teeth and descend for breakfast There’s almost no-one there. I get my usual breakfast and after a little while Jos ...

I rise at 8:30. Not exactly feeling totally refreshed. Downstairs, it’s the same breakfast as always. I sit with Jos Brouwer. It’s much quie...

We continue on to another cachaçaria, Wruck . Which is on a much more industrial scale. Though it’s still a family business. The nice youn...

I rise a little after nine. Heading downstairs for breakfast soon after. I join Alex at a table. Not long after, Jos Brouwer sits with us. C...

I rise at 7:30 and eat some fruit in an attempt to not puke up this morning. I breakfast with Thomas. It’s the usual: scrambled egg and chee...

I rise at 7:15, throw up and have a shower. Not at the same time, obviously. I bump into Chris at breakfast. “Where were you yesterday? Why ...

The bus is at 8:00. So I rise a little before 7:00. I could have done with another couple of hours kip. But isn’t that almost always the cas...

A 7:00 AM start today, as my flight is at 10:00. I have my usual breakfast. It being earlier, the breakfast room is much emptier. As it will...