The end. Finito. Farewell. Washington D.C. marked the final few days of our 180-days-around-the-world adventure. In many ways, we felt ready to go home. That is until the very dawning realisation of reentering the real world crashed over us!
This was the second to last stop on our round the world trip - and it was EPIC, including sights, celebs, plenty of cocktails, and hanging in Brooklyn!
Bostonians speak funny. And that’s coming from a Brummie and whatever-someone-from-Nottingham-is-called. We’re used to unusual accents. But Baw-stan’s drawl is something else!
Towns along Route 66 almost died when an Interstate was built through Arizona. Locals were on the verge of destitution - until one of them decided to do something about it...
When we crash landed in Vegas from San Diego, we knew we wouldn’t be spending our days sipping Cristal and gambling away our life savings. But if you're canny you can enjoy everything Sin City has to offer, without breaking the bank!
Discovered by the Germans in 1904, they named it San Diego, which of course in German means 'a whale's vagina'.
We couldn't come all this way and not come to LA, and although we found some gems, in the main we found it to be a vast, trashy touristy hell hole!
Thought California was always a sunny surfers paradise? So did we, until we set off on our road trip and found out we’d picked entirely the wrong time of year!
The middle of our road trip heralded one of our biggest arguments so far, Chris was paranoid about hungry bears and horror stories of them ripping open cars and camper vans like tin cans! James told him not to be stupid…
Our week road tripping in a camper van is one of the highlights of our trip, but it wasn't without mishaps, an amazing number of arguments, and a bit of bad luck!