The bastard Bottfly
I have seen pictures of the jungles, monkeys, surfers and macaws. But what do you really know until you go? Marketing tells us nothing except that someone wants your $$$.
Will I be sleeping in a jungle of pestilence and prostitution as some travellers would have you believe? Or will it be a shangri-la in a state so civilised that they have no army, are politically neutral and 30% of the land is protected.
We all saw the BodySnatchers episode on Bott Flys, now this puts the sh*ts into you but then you have malaria tabs to take, poison dart frogs to deal with and the highest population of crocodiles per square kilometre in the world. With this information the fearful mind has enough ammunition to run rampant. “why don’t I just spend a nice quiet week in Byron bay”?
But… here I go… I’m on the plane to LA, stop number one. Welcome to my travels and check the Daily Grind from here.