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Want to know what I hate more than anything else in the world?
A few years ago, my friend Neil and I spent three months backpacking across South America. We hiked to the famous Inca ruins at Machu Picchu, played football on the beach at Copacabana and even danced the tango in Buenos Aires. (Okay, that last bit is a lie. In Buenos Aires we took a guided tour of Boca Juniors’ football stadium, during which the only two words I understood were “Diego” and “Maradona”.)
The point is that, on our travels, we ate out quite a bit. Read the rest of this entry »
WANT TO KNOW WHAT I HATE MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE IN THE WORLD?*
A few years ago, my friend Neil and I spent three months backpacking across South America. We hiked to the famous Inca ruins at Machu Picchu, played football on the beach at Copacabana and even danced the tango in Buenos Aires. (Okay, that last bit is a lie. In Buenos Aires we took a guided tour of Boca Juniors’ football stadium, during which the only two words I understood were “Diego” and “Maradona”.)
The point is that, on our travels, we ate out quite a bit. Read the rest of this entry »