So I thought, seeing as I have a day to kill here in Buenos Aires and it is endlessly raining I might just tell you a little about my 24 hour taster of BA. I arrived early in the morning at the airport and got some great bus company that takes u in a bus and a car all the way to your destination! I shared the car/cab w two older ladies and a man who were all from Argentina and were chuckling to the radio together. I spoke to one of the ladies next to me, Maria, w...

The door to Isabella's grandmothers house was opened by a glamorous, heavily powdered, perfectly styled thick black haired, skinny lady with a little handbag. This was not Jenny (izzy's grandma) by the way. It was one of the dinner guests for the night that we totally crash with our backpacks and baggage, odd socks, tangled hair and yawns after 12 hours travel. A few raised eyebrows and polite 'will you have time to change for dinner?' queries.  A little differ...

Yes. Barcelona. We made it. Connelley and Hedstrom were able to focus long enough to make this idea a reality. It only took about 6 hours of keyboard trouble and crazy mathematical schemes to save money, but here we are so it was definately worth it. Our routine here is all over the shop, but we like to believe in a thing called ´going with the flow´ (as I sit on the computer while she falls asleep smack bang in the middle of some Germans having a conversati...

Hello all! Seeing as I have a computer and I have an internet connection i will attempt to update you quickly on my past week or so! Where did I leave you? Stockholm. Ahh, it was tres sad to leave stockholm - I even felt a little stockholm sick when I was walking along the quayside in Paris. Can you believe it? Okay so I spent a couple of nights with the Surrelius family in smalland. They have a beautiful big old country house, surrounded by forests ...

The last time I was in Stockholm was with dad in mid December 2010. I barely recognise anything from that time. There are PEOPLE everywhere, not hurrying from one place to the next, but dawdelling! Milling around and drinking at outdoor bars and picnic areas, leisurely cycling through the city in dresses and sandals. Of course there are also heaps of tourists (not like me) sporting the classic combinations of hats, sunscreen and jeans and joggers. But more ev...