The groggy fog of your afternoon nap begins to dissipate. The thundery rumble of an ignored stomach calls you to action, and when the gnawing…
The first thing I noticed about Colombo Cornershop was its owner doling out takeaway coffees from the side window. His bowl haircut and baggy red…
The first hint was Buienradar. Why would it ever be useful to have an app that shows you only the next two hours of precipitation…
Touch down in Podgorica Airport. The chill of Eastern European air encourages the hairs on my arm to stand in formation. Small pools of sweat…
It was 9:30pm and happy hour had well and truly begun on Mlini – the loud and jovial boat I was allocated on my Sail…
Stickiness glues every inch of my clothes to me. Blaring sun blinds me from all directions. Wine fumes leave no room for fresh air on…
When I first told people I was beginning my South American trip in Colombia by myself, the usual response was relatively predictable. “Like, have you…
I have just finished writing for the night. After hours at this internet cafe, I am in need of a feed, and too lazy to…
I can feel my face turning a warm, visibly peachy colour as those uncomfortable, familiar prickles run up my neck, around my ears, even to…
I have travelled in love, out of love, by plane, ferry, on the hump of camel – endless ways of getting from A to B…
A seductive siren, San Sebastian sings to me. Headphones in and jammies on, I tell her to shush. Outside is the reason I am here…
Nepal was the eighth and final country of our backpacking trip, and with the end looming like a Himalayan peak, Courtney and I were weary,…
