With the hood of the Chrysler down and the sun turned all the way up to 11, we made our way down to Miami in a record amount of style. That style was very quickly removed when we were shown to our hostel room: a miniscule cupboard with 4 metal bunkbeds squashed together (think very cheap and squeaky children's climbing frames). The accomodation was in fact so poor that the only way to get to the room's fridge was to climb THROUGH one of the bunkbeds! The thought ...

Let me start this blog by reiterating how utterly terrible our hangover was on the bus to Orlando. It really was a horrible experience, made all the worse by the fact that the bus ride was for 7 whole hours of actual human time. We were given a warning of what to expect in Orlando during our two hour Jacksonville hiatus. Our bus stopped there for a 'service delay' - I personally believe that the bus driver knew our condition and just wanted to torment us! While ...