Ranking my experiences in 20 countries – #7 Uruguay

What’s going on here? I’m ranking my experiences in the 20 countries I’ve been to so far. Nostalgia is going to drive these explanations a bit further than #20 – 11. From there on, each country gets its own mini expose starting with #10 – France#9 – Brazil, #8 Czechia and now it’s…

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#7 – Uruguay

Visited: Montevideo, Colonia

If Bolivia falls apart and I want to stay in South America, look for me in Uruguay.

Montevideo seems to run at the same speed that my thoughts do. In some ways, it would suit me even more than Santa Cruz Bolivia does. Mid-size, well-planned, culturally bolstered cities have a way with me. Good climate, progressive politics, live and let live mentality. It’s got a coast, it’s got 2 world cups. It nestles nicely as one of those countries you don’t forget because you’ve heard of it (probably because of those world cups), but it’s not really a country that springs to the front of your mind either. That’s a good thing. Too much attention can ruin something pretty at times. This way, it’s left to just run in what looks like a pretty sensible but not overly bureaucratic manner, and that seems to suit it perfectly.

Now that’s a huge generalisation coming from someone who only spent a week there but you have to say, it’s a hell of an impression to come away with. Admittedly, a better view would be supported by a few more conversations with locals. Really, this wasn’t a social trip like so many others have been. I was traveling solo and was in a relationship at the time so there are no tinder adventures here. (Sorry if that’s what you’re here for). I was just happy to breathe in Uruguay and, it’s that live and let live mentality again, Uruguay was perfectly happy for me to do that.

Uruguay is peace more than joy. Its walking tour wasn’t lively, just insightful and interesting. There’s no grand museum, but I think I bounced through 6 pocket-sized museums in montevideo in a day. In fact, the only time Uruguay attempted to force happiness on me- at a museum of happiness no less- it fell flat. The drag guide who took me around a house set up with some pretty half-assed set pieces and material really, really struggled. She definitely did not have a good show, but perhaps her task was made even more of an uphill struggle than she wanted just by going against this calm grain that Colonia was exuding. I left that museum feeling very strange, as if I’d failed at happiness really. That was supposed to be an easy win but still. However I took a walk around the cobbled streets covered with old cars with greenery planted in them and I got back into the groove again. Stop trying so hard to enjoy yourself, I thought. Just inhale it.

Uruguay is a plucky underdog of a country. I thought it was brilliant, and anyone else who has been shouldn’t be surprised to see it sneaking into my top 10.

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Ranking my experiences in 20 countries – #8 Czechia

What’s going on here? I’m ranking my experiences in the 20 countries I’ve been to so far. Nostalgia is going to drive these explanations a bit further than #20 – 11. From there on, each country gets its own mini expose starting with #10 – France, then #9 – Brazil and now it’s…

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#8 – Czechia

Visited: Prague

A bit of recency bias here, as I visited Prague in January 2019 with a good friend of mine. Prague edges Brazil because I was there for a snippet longer.

For me, the beer is the best in the world and it’s not even close. Readily available, cheap and focused on flavour over alcohol content, it’s a great foundation to have really got right.

I came into Czechia by train just as the light was fading and a light snow had begun to fall. I appreciated the honesty of the ticket-seller who advised me against taking the metro to my hostel because it was close enough to walk even with a small bag. I made my way out towards St Wenceslas square amidst its winter market sights and sounds. The snow had picked up a little and a street performer was tinkling a piano to a small crowd. I was going to like it here, I thought.

The piano was the theme of the evening. My friend had reserved our particular hostel because it had a piano within, a piano which he is more than capable of making sound good. I used to be/am in a music group with this guy and soon we had the hostel going open mic style.

Later it was time for our new group to head out and just down the road was a seriously cool site called doggbar. It’s hard to describe really but it’s a set of cellars the other side of a cage door. The mesh of chain and stone and high-up seating was just incredible and we followed from room to room to the distant sound of something resembling that song Casa de Papel (Money Heist) made famous last year.

The guitarist was insanely talented and the crowd were very into everything he was doing. A new friend asks him if I can sing and he asks me if I know the words to Hotel California. Erm…you mean the most famous song of one of my favourite bands and the song I must have sung personally at my own gig nights about 50 times by now? Yes. Yes I do.

But this isn’t just an average-at-best-Luke-Malkin-performance of Hotel California. This is him hitting all the accents from the Hell Freezes Over Hotel California that I have yet to even dream of playing that well. My jaw hit the floor. I started singing. I looked across and he nodded and smiled. To my joy, I’d passed his initiation. Everything else just flowed out for what is thankfully a pretty long song. I was loving every second.

We get to the end, the people have enjoyed it (everyone likes Hotel California, or at least can very easily pretend to) and I get back down. Then he hits Sultans of Swing. What? You mean one of the most famous songs of my actual favourite band. You have to be kidding me.

That was just night one. Every night in Prague was great. I just felt like it constantly had another trick up its sleeve. Our second night saw us joining a pub crawl with a really diverse crowd, who I wish I’d saved some contact details from.

My final night a meeting in a jazz bar led to me playing piano over breakfast in the Peruvian embassy. I would never have predicted that, and you can fill in the details here.

The days were great too- we weren’t just sleeping off hangovers. The walking tour was great, the technical museum was different and interesting. The sex machines museum was fun, even if the Victorian pornography downstairs almost made me vomit. The communist museum was…yeah it was fine too, and there was still clearly a lot left unexplored.

Prague is, by and large, a very easy city to be a tourist in. And it felt like after many years of visiting places that are much more difficult to travel in, my friend and I could really make the most of an amazing place.

Interestingly, we were reminded of the pitfalls of travelling while in a beautiful local restaurant a friend had recommended. The table wait was quite long so the two ladies ahead of us asked if we wanted to share a table for four. We did.

They hated Prague and couldn’t wait to get out of it, but their story was just one of bad travel decision after another. They’d changed their money with the first person they met at the train station (and got $3 of Belarussian currency for 200euros). They they wasted their whole day trying to get it back from various police stations.

Travelling is a skill you develop through experience. We were too nice to say this at the table, but if you’re not careful you can easily ruin your own holiday. It sucks, of course it does, and bad things always happen, but at the very least- learn from your mistakes and put yourself in a position to enjoy yourself. It has an alarmingly high success rate.

Ranking my experiences in 20 countries – #9 Brazil

What’s going on here? I’m ranking my experiences in the 20 countries I’ve been to so far. Nostalgia is going to drive these explanations a bit further than #20 – 11. From there on, each country gets its own mini expose starting with #10 – France and now it’s…

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#9 – Brazil

Visited: São Paulo

Brazil at #9 is the first of two quick-fire short trips that completely smashed expectations. I was only there for a weekend, but it made a huge impression.

This trip was a sort of pilgrimage for me. I’m a lifelong F1 fan, and I grew up watching the old season review tapes and playing the video games. My favourite circuit? Interlagos, São Paulo.

São Paulo Brazil is nothing like Santa Cruz Bolivia, so this was the first big city in South American city I visited. Everything was new and unexplored, then I rocked up at the circuit in a country I’d been in for less than 24 hours and I knew exactly. where. I. was. It was such a weird and wonderful feeling. I’d driven this track virtually hundreds of times. It was a weird homecoming,

Add to this the feeling of my first live F1 experience. Interlagos is a great circuit to visit for F1 because you get to see pretty much the entire track (F1 fans, I was on the grandstand on the long straight after the Senna Ss). Well worth it.

But Brazil doesn’t take #9 just because a multi-national event visits every year. No, it takes #9 for the series of fortunate events that took place as soon as I arrived.

I posted on facebook asking for São Paulo recommendations before I flew, and to my surprise, an American friend I’d met in Tanzania happened to be traveling and couch-surfing at that moment. Did I want her to ask if I could stay with the same hosts if there’s a problem with my hostel? Well, yes I did. Especially when upon landing I found my hostel had indeed canceled my reservation last minute. Brazil basically tore apart my novice-level plans and rewrote my holiday better than I could have imagined it.

I made my way through the concrete jungle to their location and found myself in a cool arty flat with three Brazilians who could not have done more to make me feel welcome. “Oh cool you’re here for the race, yeah come stay with us. We’re catering a party tomorrow night after the race- want to meet us there?”. Yes. Yes, I did. That party turned out the be a hipster takeover of 3..or was it 4 floors of an old flat. Redecorated like an antique shop, roof terrace, my hosts catering up great food for everyone, and everyone inexplicably spoke English. I didn’t get much chance to see the city, but I had some landmarks pointed out to me from the rooftop. I couldn’t have planned it better.

Brazilian friendliness didn’t just run in this crowd either. A local on the metro wanted to make sure that I knew where I was going when I really didn’t think I was giving off a distressed look. The taxi driver to the airport may have weaved all over the road and I have a strong suspicion he was half-blind, but he kept conversation going all the way. The taxi driver in the city, even though we couldn’t speak a word in common, got me where I wanted to go smiling.

I haven’t yet been back, and part of me thinks that it’s because a new holiday would have to do a lot to match this first one. When you consider how massive Brazil is and how it borders the country I live in, it can’t be long until I start thinking about it again.


I’m doing a 30 before 30 challenge. One of the targets was to take my country count up to 20 and I thought I’d mark that with this list of my experiences in the places I’ve traveled to. Here’s the whole list if you’re interested.

Ranking my experiences in 20 different countries #10 – France

What’s going on here? I’m ranking my experiences in the 20 countries I’ve been to so far. Nostalgia is going to drive these explanations a bit further than #20 – 11. From here on, each country is getting its own mini expose starting with…

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#10 – France

Visited: Paris, Strasbourg, Tours, Various towns and cities as a child

Hopping on the ferry across the English Channel was the first border I crossed. It’s still the border I’ve crossed the most. The de facto Malkin family holiday when I was a child was to drive across some nice French countryside, stopping at a theme park on the way to a quiet gîte for the week. It’s also a place I’ve revisited a few times as an adult.

These holidays were characterised by long car journeys listening to cassettes of ABBA and Dire Straits as we rolled through French countryside. Biking to the boulangerie for croissants in the morning and making friends with neighbourhood dogs. Going to Versailles and found that the only running water that day was in the public toilets. Listening to my dad fail gallantly trying to use the reflexive, and that one time in the restaurant when I showed him up by knowing how to say green beans in French when he didn’t. These trips inspired me to take French at A-level actually. I don’t think I ever understood the reflexive, nor much else in French for that matter, but I do love the language.

Despite living next to Alton Towers, I’ve never loved a theme park more than Parc Asterix, and a couple of visits there have to be my French highlight. The rides, the characters, the shows. Absolute magic. That theme tune rings happiness through me even to this day. Eurodisney is great too, don’t get me wrong, but never overlook a plucky gaul.

Strasbourg is worth a mention while I’m here, a solo trip there was the first place I took myself to completely independent of anyone’s advice while taking advantage of cheap European flights. I’ve been to a beautiful wedding in France too. On the way back from that wedding I dropped in on a friend in Paris whom I greatly admire for the way she carved out her own corner of La Ville-Lumière with a cozy high-up flat.

Paris is a beastly kind of gorgeous. There is a recognised medical condition for disappointed Japanese tourists who don’t find Paris lives up to their lofty expectations and I can totally see why that exists but for me, the Eiffel Tower isn’t even overrated. I adore its balls-out audacity, especially when you consider the time it was built. What even is it? Why does it it exist? It shouldn’t exist, but it does and somehow it immediately justifies itself. Like London or Beijing, Paris has been one of these constantly relevant powerhouse cities for so long that it’s no wonder that you can bounce from world-class this to world-class that. Don’t get me wrong, it’s ugly in parts and I’d never live there, but I’m a world away from checking myself into any Japanese clinic anytime soon. Vive la France.


I’m doing a 30 before 30 challenge. One of the targets was to take my country count up to 20 and I thought I’d mark that with this list of my experiences in the places I’ve traveled to. Here’s the whole list if you’re interested.

Ranking my experiences in 20 different countries (Part 1)

30 before 30: #2 – Take my “countries visited” total to 20 

Completed: 7 Jan 2019

I wrapped my mid-twenties around the concept of seeing the world after I got well and truly bitten by the travel bug aged 23. It’s a decision I’ve never regretted.

Until I was 23, my country counter stood at 4. In fact, I had lived without a passport for 2 years in my late teens because traveling didn’t bother me. But after I took an internship in Spain I realised the world was much bigger and more exciting that I had thought and from 2013-2017 I did my best to see and live in as much of it as possible. I lived in 5 countries on 4 continents and tried to make them as spaced out and different as possible. The northern and southern Hemisphere. The developed, the developing and the space in between.

Moving back to Bolivia at the start of 2017 marked a change from scattering myself to rooting myself. I had scratched the itch from the travel bug bite and my passion had changed. Still, I turned 29 having visited 18 countries, so adding two more seemed like a nice round target, and a recent holiday through Austria and Czechia took me up to 20.

Did you know that although you can still call it the Czech Republic, that the official short name is now Czechia? I didn’t. I actually learnt that a couple of days after getting back from there…they’re keeping it a little quiet.

Anyway, here’s where I’ve been in map form.

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It’s nothing personal, Paraguay. I just wanted to go to all the countries around you.

Little pockets of 4 different continents, really. Still a ton to explore and some popular countries are certainly missing. I would love the stats on what’s the probability that I’m the only person who has ever been to this exact set of countries with no extras, if anyone reading this is mathematically minded.

A quick rules break. What’s a country?
Well diplomacy fans, I play sporcle rules when it comes to defining countries. That means that Vatican City counts and is one of my 20 despite being about the same size as the hometown I grew up in. The Uk counts as one united country (for now) even though I’ve been to England, Scotland and Wales. If you have an issue with this I’m not really interested and you should take it up with them. Airport and land crossings on the way to other countries don’t count either. (Belgium, Luxembourg, Qatar, Paraguay, The Netherlands and Slovakia, if you’re interested)

 

So how have they been? Where would I recommend? Here’s my highly subjective list of preferred countries based entirely on my experience in them. Here’s part one of a whistle-stop tour through my travels.

#20 – Philippines
Visited: Manila, Taal
Well, someone had to come last. A winner on many a traveller’s list, but dead last on mine. I visited for my 27th birthday and did not do my research properly. I was travelling with a good friend, which made the trip a good one, but for his company and not the places we went to in the Philippines.

Don’t do what I did and think that it might be worth hanging out in Manila, because it isn’t.

Don’t get suckered into Taal volcano on the promise of riding a horse on a volcano, because you will be put on the back of an underfed horse walked slowly up the volcano on a rope by a local who is clearly kept to a certain level of poverty by the travel company that has taken over the island.

Do go to the beaches and the islands though as they are gorgeous…but don’t do it on day trips from Manila because we set off early and were continually lied to about types of transport and transport times meaning that we had 45 minutes to enjoy one of the most beautiful beaches I’ve been on.

#19 – Switzerland
Visited: Interlaken
Switzerland is little more than a hazy, snowy memory for me because my family visited when I was still pretty young. My defining memories of Switzerland are an idyllic lake, going up a mountain on a freezing but fun cablecar/train, and being shouted at in Swiss German by a lady at a magazine stand because I wasn’t aware you couldn’t preview a Pokémon magazine before buying it like you could in the Uk. The woman was very angry and made me feel bad, so that puts Switzerland at #19.

#18 – Vatican City
Visited: Vatican City
It barely makes it as a country, which is why it is so easy that any other country I’ve enjoyed beats Vatican City to higher positions. It was absolutely amazing though and I’d recommend it to anyone visiting Rome. I adored the frescos and the sistine chapel is much better appreciated in the flesh. Still, this country is a recommendation for a day out in Rome and no more than that, so the Vatican comes in at #18.

#17 – Malawi
Visited: Nyika
We’ve fully entered the positive experiences territory here at number #17, by the way. My most memorable moment of Malawi was seeing a wild leopard with a cub in her mouth for 3 seconds while on safari. We’d been searching for anything all day with only a little success, but then this brief encounter felt amazing as she approached our car in the dusk, saw us, and disappeared.

I was travelling with a group of people I didn’t really know, but we had a good time chatting and singing in a cool cabin that night. The next day, me and a woman called Janicka took a 40km bike safari among the zebras. The undulating scenery was beautiful and it goes down as one of my favourite activities ever. Malawi doesn’t get higher on this list because this nature experience was never balanced with any human activity. I can’t say I talked to any locals, we were just there for the animals for those 2 days. Because of that, I didn’t connect much to the country in that short time. I remember it was a clear step down from Tanzania on the development ladder, but there’s certainly some fantastic natural beauty.

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The safari was great, but I left my zoom lens behind so you’ll have to make do with this landscape

#16 – Colombia
Visited: Bogota, Medellin, Cartagena

Like the Philippines, Colombia often features much higher on other travellers’ lists compared to mine, but here’s where subjectivity comes into list-building.

I spent 2 weeks in Colombia. Sadly, it loses serious points for reasons that aren’t really Colombia’s fault. I was very much falling out of love with my then-girlfriend who I was travelling with, I was ill for about 4 days and couldn’t enjoy Bogota properly and added to this, I felt terrible and stupid after a friend and I both got pickpocketed in a Medellin bus terminal. Goodbye wallet, hello budgeting for the rest of the trip. Not really Colombia’s fault. Pickpocketing can happen anywhere, but for me it happened here.

But to Colombia’s credit it’s got some great cities and everywhere else felt safe and exciting. Relaxing, reading and eating fish on an island just off Cartagena was a highlight, as was a taxi ride into Medellin with old-fashioned latin music blaring on the radio. The Botero gallery is one of my favourite gallery experiences to date. Bike and walking tours around the cities were great and often didn’t hold much back; which made them more engaging and memorable.

Colombia didn’t show me its best side, but it was clear that it had a lot going for it. Fortunately, I get a day-long stopover in Bogota on the way back to Bolivia in a week to see it through healthier eyes.

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They told me that traveling is the best way to find yourself

#15 – Peru
Visited: Cuzco, Machu Picchu

My Peruvian experience sits here at a solid 15th place because I had a wonderful holiday here, but unlike the countries that come higher up on the list, there was very little about the holiday that felt like my Peruvian experience was necessarily any different to anyone else’s experience there.

The reason for that is obvious. I took the well-traveled road with a good friend through La Paz, to Cuzco, to Puno and to, you guessed it: Machu Picchu. Machu Picchu is worth the hype, and is oddly still amazing even when it’s crawling with tourists. We got up to the summit early enough that when we arrived it was still covered in morning mist, so we got to watch as the morning light slowly unveiled one of the modern world’s seven wonders. That’s a moment I’m never going to forget.

I’ve recently been recommended other locations in Peru, and a revisit would probably see Peru reach higher up on this list.

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The 1000th photo taken from that angle that day

#14 – Argentina
Visited: Buenos Aires

There’s no two ways about it, Buenos Aires is special. But there’s also no two ways about the fact that the city is suffering terribly from being an old new world city stuck in a new new world.

Everything about Buenos Aires seemed to speak to me though, from its love of culture to the history of tango. My highlight there was sitting in a local tango club after a class to watch the professionals improvise their way around the floor. For someone who only really knows ballroom dancing as a regimented affair, to watch the movements flow out of these dancers so seamlessly really felt special. Although I was staying in an Air Bnb (this tiny tiny but charming room in an attic- I felt like a wannabe/failed poet) I latched onto a hostel crowd that helped make this solo holiday a bit more social.

There’s a lot more of Argentina to see, and I’m especially interested in Salta in the north, as well as a trip to Patagonia whenever time allows.

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#13 – Austria
Visited: Vienna

From the land of the tango, to the land of the waltz, my holiday in Austria was quite similar to Buenos Aires. Austria pips Argentina because I had a close friend with me who really made the culture I was soaking up feel even more enjoyable. No waltzing took place sadly, but that was the only oversight in a city that seems to have worthwhile museums and galleries on every corner.

Open and welcoming, Austria was a real delight for the short time I was there. It made me want to embrace and learn a bit of German even though it seemed entirely unnecessary. The Beethoven Frieze was fascinating, as was the Leopold museum and I just felt while I was there that there was a lot more going on than what I could consume in 3 days.

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For the record I like this for more than just its Ganondorf triforces

#12 – Japan
Visited: Osaka, Kyoto, Nara, Tokyo, Hakone

Japan was a 2-week holiday- not that that is long enough to really appreciate it. It was a strange one for me as a lone traveler in somewhere so so different to what I was used to. It also came immediately after my Korean holiday, where Seoul had already thrown me into a state of semi-confusion that I hadn’t fully recovered from yet.

I landed in Osaka and was impressed immediately by Dotonbori and the sheer madness of it all. Like Korea, Japan is best when you’re with either a guide or someone who really knows where to nudge you from time to time. I loved the metro in Osaka, it was old and new and renewed all at the same time. Kyoto was hauntingly beautiful. I did see a geisha through the mist at one point before she scuttled off. I also spent a mind-boggling half an hour playing poker in a maid cafe against an old guy with an eye-patch. I lost pretty quickly. Distractions were everywhere.

Japan is a weird place where you do weird things. I hung out with the deer in Nara, climbed though a big wooden nostril, did the Shinjuku shuffle, ate the most overpriced avocado I’ll ever have in harijuku and saw the most overpriced (but amazing) battle robot show in Tokyo. I used the phrase “Domo origato Mr. Roboto” in an authentic context. I fed the Nintendo child in me browsing the games stores and I hiked and onsen-ed in Hakone. Mt. Fuji eluded me, but I spent a powerful evening walking through the Fushimi Inori Taisha shrine that made up for it with its own mysticism. That place is amazing.

I enjoyed it, but oddly, I wasn’t happy there. I think I was burning out after all that cultureshock, but getting up everyday wasn’t easy at times. I was weighing up a lot of decisions about my future at the time but Japan was a wild backdrop to this as I did.

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I am not a sex tourist

#11 – Italy
Visited: Rome, Venice

I’ve been to Italy twice. The first time was a holiday with my family just before university to Rome, which was great. It included the aforementioned Vatican City. All nice, all fine. But Italy nearly breaks the top 10 because of Venice, the second holiday I took there. You don’t need to know the details, you just to need to know that I did the fully loved-up holiday with my long-time university girlfriend and it was a beautiful holiday. Singing gondolier, St. Mark’s square. Enough said.

 

(Part 2: #10 – #1 when I get chance to write it)

 

5 down, 25 to go. See the whole list and why I’m doing it here
Days remaining: 152

 

你好 China

I arrived in China a few months ago, and I’m now working as an English Language teacher here. The aim is really quite simple; throw myself into a new continent and find out how much of it I can explore. The first 3 months have gone well. Here are a few photos:

Life in Bolivia

Right now I live in Bolivia; teaching English as a foreign language to adults and children at a private language institute (elementary-intermediate level). I passed a full-time CELTA course while in London with a grade A so I am fully qualified to teach English in private classes, 1-to-1 or in corporate classes to fund a currently-South-Americo-centric travelling habit.

I am still taking on video projects and have completed two video jobs for Cambridge College already since my arrival. I have signed up for a further video project with another private company, but am available for other freelance video projects in Santa Cruz if required.

Added later: here are some photos!