Well I wasn't planning on blogging this trip, but I had a few requests from friends, family, and even someone from the other side of the world who had been following it and wanted to show their friends.

I'm feeding the travel bug again, this time for 3 months across Europe, Asia, and I've left a good chunk of it unplanned to allow for some surprises.

The 30+ hour journey took me to Málaga where I was picked up by Adam, a good mate of mine from school and football back home in Perth. After spending the day in Torre del Mar and Nerja, we spent this night in the centre of Málaga, getting about 3 hours sleep before hopping on another plane, this time to the Canary Islands.

Having our own car meant we could explore a fair chunk of the island, although as they drive on the other side of the road, it took my brain a few hours to stop reaching down with my left-hand for the non-existent gear stick. The other thing that took getting used to was the amount of nude beaches in Maspalomas, I actually felt a little self-conscious by having clothes on.

The highlight of the Canaries for me was Roque Nublo. I experience for the first time in a while that transcendent feeling of being awestruck by nature. The trek to it from the entrance was an arduous rocky ascent taking about 25 minutes, which was even harder the second time around after I ran back to get my camera that I'd left in the car.