Travelling with Chickens

Typed on Gionny’s irksome Olivetti Lettera 22 I haven’t. I mean, I haven’t been drunk on a bus. Hung-over yes. “Mad Dogs and English Men Go Out in the Mid Day Sun,” Travelling with Chickens - An intriguing view of a shop in San Pedro Sula, Honduras, selling only loofahs. In a previous blog I referred to a shooting incident in a place called San Pedro Sula. I’d travelled from the...

Camionetta de Pollos – Chicken Buses

Typed on Gionny’s increasingly irritating Olivetti Lettera 22 Travelling for us riff raff I think it’s safe to assume that the majority of our readers have at some stage, while travelling, taken a bus. Of course this doesn’t apply if you’re one of those rich bastards who are travelling everywhere first class and taking limos from the airport to a 5 star hotel. Actually, that’s a...

Three bodies and not a virus on site.

Now for something completely different. It’s so morbid and depressing to continually read about the trials and tribulations of Covid–19. So this week’s episode is going to concentrate on something far more positive and uplifting; funerals. Three bodies and not a virus on site. On my recent foray through Central America I was confronted with three different dead bodies. Admittedly they were...