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For the purist, the beautiful game is not something to be tinkered with, but for the rest of us, there's a world of football half-breeds out there and some of them are worth a closer look. With Euro 2016 on the horizon, now's a great time to cast an eye over some of the more unique variations, ranging from the violent and bloody to the sublimely beautiful.

A turbaned Pashtun offers me a joint with a toothless smile and a nod of his head before he squats on his haunches. "Afghanistan", he says, pointing to the joint and then to the right of the sun sinking slowly toward the horizon. Twenty metres to my left, a dozen men on prayer mats bow in unison toward Mecca — a thousand-plus miles to the west over brambles and hillocks of scorched, ochre earth. If nowhere has a middle, it's got to be close.

It was during the frankly disastrous 1936 World Fair in Ljubljana that Cartwright P. Moocjheenie Senior (lover, philanthropist) unveiled the world's first city in miniature. It was never his intention. So elaborate was Moocjheenie's planning for a scheduled 1935 hit on the dastardly Baron Von Haystack, that the papier-mâché model he constructed to demonstrate his escape route to his MI6 superiors, grew from featuring Von Haystack's hilltop chateau, to take in the city of Gobblewurst including the local school, church, train station, bar, bakery and brothel.

Anyone who's spent a summer on the road exploring Europe knows it can be a costly proposition. Even the most budget-savvy traveller can struggle to keep expenses below €75 per day. Add a museum visit, an evening meal out or a night of bar-hopping to the blend and your daily spend can quickly climb over €100.

What's not to love about Turkey. From the sheer size of Istanbul, her stunning setting straddling the Bosphorus, to the majesty of her mosques and the lure of her bustling bazaars. From the eerie silence of the World War I battlegrounds at Gallipoli, to the wonder of the cave houses of Cappadocia and the natural beauty of her white-sand Mediterranean beaches.

Type the term, "baby jumping" into youtube and you'll get a pleasant, inevitable mix of toddlers bouncing in harnesses or toppling into swimming pools. It's all pretty tame stuff until you get to an entry about half way down the first page where things take a bit of a turn to the dark side. It's there you'll find a video from Lonely Planet photographer, Dominic Bonuccelli that takes a closer look at the Spanish festival of El Colacho, known in English as the Baby Jumping Festival.

I love to watch good skateboarding but it seems like such a hard sport, not just to master but to attain any sort of level of above-averageness. Now you might be asking yourself, "what the freak do you know about skateboarding fat-boy?", before making some wicked sort-of-sideways gesture with your hand and adding, "skate or die!" To which my answer would have to be, "Not a lot. I guess I'll have to take death."

Photo courtesy of CassandraW1. There are some fascinating traditional festivals that take place around the globe every month but probably none more bloody (and few more colourful) than the Andean festival of Tinku. Each May, thousands of indigenous Bolivian indians ascend upon the isolated, mountainous city of Potosi looking to pick a fight. In a ritual dating back 600 years, local indians slug it out, toe-to-toe until blood is spilt. The spilt blood - an offering to the earth goddess Pachamama - should ensure a successful harvest for the coming season.