Hi all,
Well its finally happened. I’m doing what I said I would do over two years ago. I’m taking some time out and travelling around the world.
I’m actually sat in the atrium of a Hotel in Cancun temperature is probably around 23°C and its not raining. Which for a boy from Wigan is no small thing at the end of March.
OK so I say that I’ve been talking about this for two years but that doesn’t mean I’ve actually been planning this for two years. In actual fact I started planning this a few times and something always seemed to get in the way. Firstly I put the whole thing back for a year because of some great projects with work (yes I’m one of those lucky people who actually enjoys their work). Then I partially ruptured my achilles tendons in May 2008 - I was out running along the canal path in Altrincham and both tendons went at the same time. Its been a long recovery back from that but thanks to various physiotherapist
(Chris Nancollas at the Bridgeman Centre and Ashley at Cheshire Physio) and a podiarist (Steven Lyons at UKPodiatry) I’m back to fitness. Well I actually have a long way to go to full fitness, but the achilles are fine and the fitness will come in time.
So before I go any further I have to thank the company I work for for allowing me to take this year out. I work for a great firm called Arup. This firm is full of amazingly talented engineers (and architects) who are behind some of the worlds most interesting and complex in the built environment. I work for a group called ArupSport and we design stadia projects around the world. Since joining 11 years ago I’ve worked on City of Manchester, New Anfield (before the americans took over), Shakhtar FC and Beijing Olympic stadium. We’re currently working on an amazing project in the middle east but I can’t say anything about this just yet. So a big hello and thankyou to the guys and girls in Manchester, Liverpool and London.
Friday 27th March 2009
So on Friday 27th March 2009 at 2:14 I boarded the train at Wigan Northwestern bound for London.

I actually missed the original train I was going to catch, which wasn’t the best start to a full year of travelling. You would think that for such a long trip I would have completed my packing ages ago. But unfortunately not. I actually finished packing 20minutes before leaving (and that was to shove everything else that I thought I may need in the rucksac! Oh well with a pasport, credit card and a smile everything else can be sorted…. To top it off my sister also took her lunchbreak and managed to come and say goodbye. Thanks for that Helen - see you in October.
Arriving at London Euston with my kit was an interesting experience and I was very thankful that I had put the mountaineering in New Zealand back to November, otherwise I would be lugging Ice axes, crampons and huge plastic boots. I’ll be back to the UK in October to pick those up.
Its only a short walk from London Euston to the Arup offices in Fitzovia where I was able to say goodbye to the architects from ArupSport. Saying goodbye in style is never a problem for architects. Not to disappoint they had got a fanatistic chocolate cake. Any excuse for tea & cakes.

After tea and cake and one last see & share session to Manchester it was time for a goodbye drink at the Carpenters Arms. I only discovered later that Mike Willford was leaving AT&R to head up San Fransico office and he had free beer. No contest then. Up to Asta House for a few beers with the guys from AT&R and then onto a Pizza.
Not just any pizza. A Calzone (Alexander the Great) as recomended by Andy C. I only managed a small one (as I really need to tone up in time for the beaches of Australia!). But a few of the guys did not disappoint and went for the large Calzone! All credit! Not sure where this pizza place was but its a short walk from Asta House, down a back street and is an absolute find. Cheap, good food in large portions in London - whatever next!
A quick tube ride from Warren Street to Victoria and a train ride on the Gatwick Express got me to my Hotel (The Mecure) just before 23:00.
Saturday 28th March 2009
I had an aweful night sleep. I was convinced that I had overslept and kept waking up every hour. Did some rearranging of the bags and then it was off to gatwick. Though the buses run every 15mins I managed to get a taxi with a coupler who were off to Egypt for the same price.
I was glad of that really as the queues at Gatwick were unbelievable. Bags were checked in all the way to Cancun and then it was a matter of enduring the queue and the guanlet that is mag & bag.

Having been though countless x-ray machines I thought I was prepared but this time all my toiletries had to be checked individually. I had picked up a plastic bag to put these in but didn’t before the machine.
“I’m sorry sir - but if its not in a plastic bag we can’t let you through”
“But can’t I put them into the tray loose so you can see them”
“No they have to be in a clear plastic bag so we can see them”
“But you can see them all loose in the tray”
“I’m sorry sir, those are the rules”
Luckily I was able to find a clear plastic bag and dutifully placed all my toiletries in a plastic bag.
Then it was a case of taking everything out of my bag and placing my boots to go through the machine. What a polava! I was then told that really my bag was so complicated for the poor machine to scan that I should really have put it in the hold. Anyway not wishing to complicate matters further I meekly nodded, smiled and was on my way. I’ll be really glad when this war on “terror” is over and then we can declare war on another noun like “control”!
I was very lucky with both flights. Managed to get an emergency exit seat for the flight from London to Madrid (and the plane looked as though I may need it). The plane from Madrid to Cancun was very nice. Again I was able to swap my seat for an empty on on the emergency exit. I was worried after many months of travelling business class from Manchester to Abu Dhabi I would have been made soft to the ways of “cattle class”. I think I managed to get away with it on this flight, though I wasn’t able to get any sleep.
So completely sleep deprived (but having watched both Batman Begins and Dark Knight) I arrived in Cancun and after a short taxi journey to the hotel I was crashed out in bed. 14 hours is a long time to be travelling but I’m here at the start of my journey.