Mas Espanol para Zac!

In a previous post on this page, I spoke about the inevitable planning of future travel while the current travel is far from over. A plan that was briefly mentioned in passing to a few friends while I was bussing around Argentina, has turned into a reality. With some minor and some major tweaks, a five week express trip around the Iberian Peninsula with best mate Rhomas has ascended from nothing more than a suggestion that was shaped by the love of a new language and with the help of some South American lager. 

Due to the length of the trip, it will be slightly more jam-packed than the cruising style of travel I employed in South America. Also travelling with a mate has given the trip more structure, and probably a little more stupidity.

Main event on the July calendar for Rhomas and me is a leisurely jog through the main streets of Pamplona on the second morning of the San Fermin festival. To spice things up a little, there will be six bulls chasing us. 

Many other activities have been arranged, all the while with the endeavour to taste as many different brews and sangrias as we think is necessary to get a proper feel for the culture. And to further broaden our own lagery horizons, a quick stop in the UK we thought was essential.