It’s a sweaty, loud, beautiful disaster. And I wouldn't trade it for any castle in Wales.
If you are a true I’m a Celeb superfan, you know that not all seasons are created equal. And while most people talk about the Australian jungle, there is a cult classic hiding in plain sight: .
Yes, you read that correctly. Greece. Not the Australian outback, not the Welsh castle—but the scorching, mythological, olive-tree-dotted hills of the Greek countryside.