Volume 7: Pete in Dublin. A city of contrasts. From beer the colour of the sun to dark as midnight
Day 1 – London to Dublin This time the adventure would be a short to trip to the land of Guinness and leprechauns, whilst I’m imagining...
Volume 4: Pete in Europe Part 9. A young balding mans journey through 10 countries and back
Day 20 – Lucerne to St Goar This morning Aalok was 2,099 metres down the 2,100 metres of Mt Pilatus on the train when he realised he’d...
Volume 4: Pete in Europe Part 8. A young balding mans journey through 10 countries and back
Day 18 – Hopfgarten to Lucerne We spent a part of the day as fugitives on the run from the Austrian police. The night before Trev and...
Volume 4: Pete in Europe Part 7. A young balding mans journey through 10 countries and back
Day 16 – Munich to Hopfgarten You’ll have to excuse the next two days entry’s as I wrote the notes down after a massive night at a bar...
Volume 4: Pete in Europe Part 6. A young balding mans journey through 10 countries and back
Day 13 – Venice to Vienna As we were leaving the hotel today, and I had little confidence in my ability to open my room once I locked it,...
Volume 4: Pete in Europe Part 5. A young balding mans journey through 10 countries and back
Day 11 – Rome to Venice Today was a day our bus driver, Joel, would show great endurance and probably break a few EU labourer laws by...
Volume 4: Pete in Europe Part 4. A young balding mans journey through 10 countries and back
Day 8 – Nice to Florence It was sad to have to leave Nice. I fell in love with the beach and the vast quantities of breasts that were...
Volume 4: Pete in Europe Part 3. A young balding mans journey through 10 countries and back
Day 5 – Paris to Lyon Today we headed off to the city of Lyon, or as it always seems to be pronounced; “Lyon - The Gastronomic Capital of...
Volume 4: Pete in Europe Part 2. A young balding mans journey through 10 countries and back
Day 3 – London to Paris Up early today for the first day of the tour. I met up with Mojo (her nickname) and Aalok (his real name) in the...
Volume 9: Pete in Barcelona - A sun soaked city with a tad too much full frontal public male nudity
Paris to Barcelona – I can’t feel my legs! I, as a man fresh out of employment (or as I tell the ladies “semi retired”. Sounds a lot...
