Entering the open-air part of the citadel in Shiraz, two guys and I check the sign detailing the fortress’ history. 18th century. Behind us are…
Negar and I are inside a Tehran cafe. She says her English isn’t great. But it’s good enough. Her eyes unrealistically blue; not like the…
Like many young women who’ve watched the Abba-inspired Mamma Mia! films, I was recently struck by the urge to relocate to Europe and have unprotected sex…
I was splayed between gravestones, with multiple jackets strewn across the grass. Like most men, Galway Guy was bending my body in ways that it…
Jayden came stomping through the door to our shared hotel room. He was completely oblivious to the fact that it was 2:32AM on a Wednesday…
Around the pool table in a Chengdu hostel, a girl eating a massive dragonfruit introduces herself as Yumiko. The fruit is cheaper here compared to…
“Where are you from?” This is a typical way of breaking the ice among solo travellers. I get asked the question up to 10 times…
It is 2pm on my last day in Portugal and I am still in bed, revelling in the hilarity of the 24 hours prior. I…
When I boarded my flight to Bali as a naïve, 19-year-old solo traveller, the last thing my mum said to me was “always wear a…
It’s a Monday night and I’m standing in a bar bedecked with crushed crimson velvet, staring at a phallic mound of vibrating silicone. I’m in…
It was the 30th of December; 2018 would soon transition to 2019. I was at a hostel on Lombok, Indonesia – away from the crowds…
In hindsight, there were probably smarter places I could have travelled to escape my addictive personality than Eastern Europe. Especially when a recovering junkie can…
