Sleeping In the Airport: Malaga

I wasn’t planning on sleeping in Malaga. My ingenious plan was to beat jetlag before it hit and get on Central Standard Time a day before I left. What that would mean is staying up all night at the airport before catching my 6 AM flight the following morning, then promptly passing out the instant my fat arse hits that cheaply upholstered plane seat. Only, nothing I ever plan typically goes that well. I also made the...

Click to read more ...

Sleeping In the Airport: Stansted

Stansted is famous for being a local budget airline hub. As such, hundreds of flights daily go in and out of this medium sized airport carting thousands of budget travelers to and fro around Europe. As such, this airport caters to overnight guests. There are lots of flights leaving before 8 AM and as such, it’s a tempting option to stay at the airport rather than booking at a local hotel or hostel in London as...

Click to read more ...

Sleeping In The Airport: Athens

Athens airport sleeping for me was 100% about the money. Coming off of a rather large nearly $1000 car-fixing stint in Spain, I found myself pinching pennies while on Yacht Week 2011. At the end of the trip, after my Sugar Daddy went home, me and Sugar Daddy’s better half (we share nicely) found ourselves scheduled for early morning flights and without much cents for a hotel room at the hugely expensive Sofitel...

Click to read more ...

Luck apparently does run out… At least with Delta Airlines

I generally have great luck flying. I’m one of those annoying people who plans little, shows up late and runs onto moving planes. I honestly, have only missed one flight in my entire life. But today, luck told me to eff off, that it’s my turn to suffer, and suffer I did. After an easy 3.5 hour bus ride from San Ambrosio to Málaga, I wasn’t particularly looking forward to the long sitting stint I would be doing, but was...

Click to read more ...

Another new Spanish village: Estepona

I've really been horrible about traveling through Spain since I made the move. It's funny, but all the same excuses still apply. I was too busy, work is too stressful, at the end of the day, all I want to do is go to sleep, i don't have enough money, blah blah blah. So one of my New Years Resolutions of 2012 was to get out more. To see more villages and to be a better tourist. And what better time to start than when my parents...

Click to read more ...

My favorite ride to take people on

I spend 90% of my time on a horse. So it can come as no surprise that my favorite tour of San Ambrosio is a horseback bar crawl. Some of the best views in town can only be seen via hike or horse, so I dragged my parents to the barn while they were visiting for a little horseback fun. My mom rides, my dad does not. That was very apparent as the day wore on.I was originally going to draw a map of this little ride, but...

Click to read more ...

The tour I've done 1000 times: Vejer de la Frontera

So it's no surprise the dad is a little hungover today. Last night took it's toll on him in a good way and I'm feeling good as I've had time to get used to the sweet honey rum nectar he got wrapped up in. Again, I had to work all morning but didn't have to ride, so I got up early, sent of the ride, cleaned the rooms and went for wake up calls just after noon. Plenty of time, for my early rising parents...

Click to read more ...

Jerez from fresh eyes

Sharing a place you love with people you love can be tough. It's like introducing your parent's to a new boyfriend. You want them on their best (but most fun) behaviour, you want them to be in the best mood they've ever been and you want the interaction to be effortless. It's a lot of work and a lot of chance. So for my parent's first full day in Spain, I decided to stick with something I knew, and I took them up to Jerez...

Click to read more ...