MEXICO CITY: As a true connoisseur of fine dining, I've eaten at McDonald's in at least 50 different countries. The Angus burger at McDonald's in Brazil still reigns supreme as the best in the world. So what about McDonald's Mexico? Do their hamburgers compete with those of Brazil? That's what I set out to investigate with Simon Wilson, a true patron of Macky D's and Bald & Bankrupt, who loves nothing more than to start the day with an American hamburger in his mouth.

MEXICO CITY: I've gone shopping in some wild markets in my day. From the Haputale market in Sri Lanka where the Yes Man would not leave me alone, to Cusco's central market in Peru and Mumbai's Dharavi slum. Iv'e seen it all.... or so I thought. Coz never have I seen a a market like the one I stumbled upon today in the centre of Mexico City.

Sprawled out in a traffic intersection which is very much open for cars and motorbikes at all times, this market has everything from counterfeit perfumes to face-masks, dumbells and a live mariachi band.

But that isn't what makes it the most entertaining market in the world. The fact that it can all vanish in the span of 20 seconds is responsible for that.....

HIDALOGO, MEXICO: Apart from the mega city of Mexico City and the world famous resorts of Cancun and Playa Del Carmen, I know nothing about the rest of the country. And neither did my travel companion Mr. Bald or Simon Wilson. So we decided to rectify this situation by hiring a car and going on an epic roadtrip to explore the Mexico less travelled.

On the way I made sure I forced them both, to sample the local cuisine, mainly street tacos and other street food we came across on the road despite their objections. After acquiring the Nissan Micro, and re-christening Mr. Simon to Mrs. Simone, we came across what looked like a make shift collection of old shipping containers which had been turned into a little street tacos kitchen.

Out of the 6 taco street food stall I tried in Mexico city, only 1 was good enough for me to want to go back for round two. So what about the roadside food in rural Mexico? Does the tacos measure up to my impeccable standards? YES!

Churitzio, Mexico: Due to Mr. Bald's complete and utter lack of navigation skills, and Simon's oblivious attitude towards time management, we didn't manage to reach Guadalajara before nightfall. In fact we were hours away when the sun inevitably set. Time was running out if we were to safely secure a hotel room for the night. In this rural part of Mexico there aren't many cities along the highway nor are there any hotels. Luckily I spotted a sign which said Churitzio 3km. A quick conference was held and out choice was made to sleep, drink and eat in Churitzio for one night. There was only one problem.... did this town actually have any hotels?

TEPIC, MEXICO: Guadalajara to Mazatlan is a 7 hour drive. With Simon Wilson behind the wheel, and Mr. Bald as Chief Navigator, it's at least 11! In other words, a horrendous and excruciatingly long boiling hot day on the road lay ahead for the three albinos making their way up the Western coastline of Mexico to Sinaloa.

A pit stop had to be made! Luckily in Google Maps, Harald Baldr The Great spotted a city called Tepic with a Burger King in the centre of town.

Our breakfast plans were made! After breakfast we decided to have a little cruise around Tepic to see what this city was like. That's how I ran into the epic Machette Man of Tepic's most entrepreneurial intersection....

MAZATLAN, MEXICO: The premier beach resort in the state of Sinaloa is called Mazatlan. As with most Mexican cities they are theming with exotic street food dishes. The specialty in Sinaloa seem to be seafood. The main beach of Mazatlan was no exception. The only problem was that I dislike seafood with a passion. Lucky for me I came across a dish called Coco Loco. Essentially a coconut covered in shrimps and spiced up with some sauces and spices of unknown origins.

CULIACAN, MEXICO: Mazatlan has been the biggest surprise of this Mexico roadtrip thus far. I had never heard of the city before some random mechanic recommended it to Simon on one of our first food stops after leaving Mexico City.

Turns out not only does Sinaloa's premier beach resort have one of the liveliest beaches I've ever come across, it also has the best food as far as proper restaurants are concerned.

But what about the roadside cafes and street food? As we had a 6 hour drive to the Sinaloan capital of Culiacan ahead of us, I was about to find out....

CULIACAN, MEXICO: After 5 days of traveling with only a tiny backpack everything I had brought with me was dirty and smelly. And with laundromats being non-existent at every street or hotel we'd stayed at as we drove up the west coast of Mexico, it was time to go shopping for something clean to wear. Besides I was anxious to see what the centre of Sinaloa's capital, Culiacan looked like. What better way to experience a new city than to go on a market shopping spree and chat to the locals.

But first I needed to buy something to eat. Luckily I spotted an ice-cream vendor which satisfied my immediate hunger. This freed up enough time to go on a search for a local football jersey for the best team in Culiacan: Dorados De Sinaloa. That however was easier said than done....

CULIACAN, MEXICO: Before going to Mexico a haircut was long overdue. I resisted the urge to trim my long luscious locks though, hoping there'd be street barbers in some of the smaller towns. Since that wasn't the case, my number one priority upon reaching the city of Culiacan was to get a proper haircut. Whilst shopping for a Dorados De Sinaloa soccer jersey in a market in the centre of town I stumbled upon a newly opened barber with unbeatable prices.

NICOSIA, CYPRUS: I joined a group tour of Cyprus with Simon Wilson to investigate the incredible history of this mediterranean island. I expected the highlight of said tour to be the many mountain-top Venetian castles that still stand proud and strong along the coastline of Cyprus and Mr. Simon Wilson diving into the street food scene. Whilst the one medieval fortress I visited was indeed impressive, and Simon nearly overdosed on McDonald's Street Big Mac menu, I ended up aborting the tour to set up an appointment with a woman I ran into that first day who told me she makes mosaics! But does she really make them herself? Are there really artists that have kept this epic ancient craft which was the principal art form in the Byzantine empire alive? And can I order my very own custom mosaic of whatever motif I like? I had a million questions and hence spent the next week figuring it all out. Here's how it went!