Soundtrack of the week: Radiohead, Kid A
When you’ve travelling you can’t stay in one place forever. You have to keep moving, keep your momentum, otherwise you risk getting too comfortable, getting bogged down... getting bored. We’d been in Bariloche for 4 days, maybe 5. Christ, how many was it? It was becoming hard to tell. Whether it was Tuesday or Saturday no one knew - the days slipped easily into one another until we almost forgot that this was just a short stay, a small part of a larger expedition. We had drunk wine, met like-minded souls, swum through waterfalls, cycled round lakes, hiked up hills (dunk beer on top of said hills), learned to hula-hoop on top of hills; played scrabble, played chess, played cards, drunk more beer and more wine... Now, it was time to move on.

Here’s the idea: graduate from University, find a job or just see if anything grabs your attention in the world of employment, and if nothing happens, there's one good option: move to South America. Sounds fair enough. After graduating I still had no idea what I wanted to do for a living, and coupled with the economic downturn - which made it difficult to find a proper job - I decided to throw myself into the thick of it and move to Chile for six months. I wanted to gain some real world experience, do some interesting, mind-expanding travelling - see new things, taste new cultures - instead of just banging my head against the impenetrable wall of employment back home.