Buses and the Blues

December 2, 2014 4 Comments

For the second time, last-minute planning put us in a tight spot. However, our budget is tighter, it would ultimately prevail.

Facing outrageous rail prices and £200+ air fares, we explored every travel option we could Google. We even considered the fabled, sketch-Craigslist ride-share request.  Yeah. We went there.

In the end, we did what any budget traveler would do, picked the cheapest option. The good news: we found a £26 bus ticket direct to London Victoria station. The bad news: travel duration was 10.5 hours.

Yayyy… Travel days…
Our bus-to-eternity left Edinburgh at 9:30am, right on time, not like our experience with the buses in Ireland. We drove and we drove… and then we drove some more. About 6 hours deep we stopped at a service station with the typical fast-food options, we had 30 minutes to eat. After a regrettable Burger King dinner (the worst Burger King on Earth), we hopped back into our foam seats to continue our journey. Continue reading…

Edinburgh? More like, “Eden, bro.”

November 29, 2014 3 Comments

We left Cork after returning our risky little rental and arrived to Edinburgh at night, efficiently making our way by bus from the airport to our hostel named Code. We’ve become increasingly better at evaluating transit options and their respective routes since we started this journey over a month ago. Maybe that’s not something to brag about, but we’ve certainly had to work hard at it.

We booked 2 nights at Code online before we left Ireland (a decision purely based on price). We had no idea what we were in for, and to be honest, didn’t have the highest hopes nor expectations.
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Let the Beard Build

November 24, 2014 5 Comments

In the rare chance friends and family may be interested, I’ve decided to give a (very) brief update about my beard length and the trials and tribulations I’ve encountered taking it this far.

First of all, having a beard is awesome. There’s no way around it. Who wouldn’t want to wear a badge of evolutionary superiority on their FACE!? That said, much like the hair on top of your head, there are good days and bad days.

I’ve discovered some simple tricks to help avoid bad days, but they still happen every once in awhile. Rushing from hostel to train to bus to hostel doesn’t always allow for primping time, and, the beard is my face’s first line of defense, continually hammered by the elements. I’ve learned proper proactive treatment can keep those wiry bastards in line.

Here’s the length when we started the journey. I sincerely apologize for the close-ups of my wiry facial hair. This is your last chance to navigate away.

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