Any Excuse to Travel

Stories from travels in

February 2013

Moving statues: from Ballinspittle to Budapest

Queer things have been known to happen in Ireland, especially on the long walk home from the pub after a feed of pints and extra

The difference that daylight makes

There was a time when Szimpla Kert was my last port of call on a night out. When I first arrived in Budapest, it fascinated

The separation of person and passport

My greatest fear, as a traveller, was realised last week. For years, I’ve broken out in a cold sweat when hotel receptionists ask me for

Spanish humour

When I don’t have anyone to talk to, except myself, and having nothing good to read either, I tend to eavesdrop on other people’s conversations. 

Selling body parts on the steps of the Basilica

Saturday in Las Palmas was spent trying to find a pub that was showing the Ireland/Wales match. The first Irish pub I found looked as

Las Palmas

A while back, taking  a rare full day off when in Malta, I tried my damndest to relax. I went down to the pool and

Built for the sun

If ever a city was built for the sun, Las Palmas was. The locals will tell you that it only rains 10 days a year