After writing my lengthy and detailed rant on the Private Unit, Berjaya Times Square's very own in-house dump, which I had booked through none other than booking.com, the following came to my inbox lately (10th December) from none other than
As detailed in the last post, we had a very serious issue with our first accommodation in Kuala Lumpur – the “Deluxe†Private Unit. Although the cleaners did a surprisingly acceptable job that we had had to wait for outside
Leaving off from last time, we were en-route to Abu Dhabi, somewhere between the main meal and the surprisingly acceptable pre-landing “keep you alive†wrap. The last time I had to wait a considerable amount of time in Abu Dhabi,
Having only been to Killarney once before (also for work), and having spent absolutely no time whatsoever in the town itself – preferring instead the cosy confines of the Quality Hotel, until I had to actually go and do some
Last time I wrote, a few weeks back, I explained why myself and the hostels of the world have had something of a parting over the last couple of years as I’ve gotten more into using cheaper hotels instead, largely
Back in my backpacking heyday, I was one of hostelling’s more frequent customers and in all, have stayed in an amount of hostels somewhere just under the 100 figure. I’ve seen good ones, bad ones, completely deplorable ones and have
Lately I’m having a run of weekends away from home for work purposes and, in my desperate bid to keep costs down (even though yes, I know, they’re not ‘my costs’ as such – but I’ve always thrived on spending
Although I prefer to normally write things in a sort of chronological order when I write about travelling, this particular tale is best related while still fresh in the mind. Over the weekend, and in need of checking out of
For the weekend, we decided to take up Fáilte Ireland’s generous invitation to go and ‘Discover Ireland’ and Anna organised a trip to Rosslare to see what was going on down there. When I was a kid, I always wanted
Following on from my somewhat debilitating trip up and down the side of Victoria Peak, I more or less stumbled off the tram and rolled my way down the hill back into the skyscraper central. And, though I did mean