The first people I meet when I travel are never the ones that I end up spending the rest of my journey with. It always happens like that. I'll meet someone on the plane, or in my hostel common room, or during my first venture out on the streets and we will have everything in common including the best of intentions and we exchange emails and phone numbers but when the real fun begins I never see them again. Still, I know now how important that first contact i...

So I seem to notice when I am in Spain I somehow spend way to much time in Irish pubs.There is always a friendly rivalry that goes on there…You become friends by default just depending on what shirt you are wearing on your back, or perhaps you are scarred to walk home.We met people from all over in the bar and because it is an Irish pub it is almost expected for you to speak English. So we go to watch the game and end up meeting people from Florida and a cou...