In the last 48 hours I have visited a new continent, rekindled what Spanish I learnt at AS and realised that just because I am in the tropics it doesn´t mean it´ll be sunny 24/7. The trip that was 6 months in the making started with an emotional goodbye at Gatwick airport as I headed through security. It took a quick flight to Madrid full of spanish schoolkids signing "I´m sexy and I know it" (A fact that I still dispute) before I was on the 12 hour journey t...