It’s not the destination, it’s the glory of the ride

Beginning my mini euro jaunt in Germany I stayed with a friend and her family in a place called Goldbach, for a couple of days. I met Karina in San Fransisco in 2005, way back when my burgeoning travelling career first started and the backpacking bug caught me hard. Fourteen years later and we’re still … More It’s not the destination, it’s the glory of the ride

The grim

Wow, so it’s been a while, hasn’t it. I’ve not penned anything for so long (and I can’t promise that this is the start of something more regular), but I felt now was the right time to try and alleviate some of the frustrations I’ve been experiencing. Over the last year my creative drive has … More The grim

An Ode to my Mum

  To a woman who never flinches when I cast a doubtful stare, To a woman who always listens, in dark times she’s always there; To a woman who tries her best, to raise me well and true, Yes mum, you guessed it right, I’m talking about you. To a woman who could’ve throttled me, … More An Ode to my Mum

Day 206 and I’m not in South East Asia anymore

It’s been approximately 140 days since I returned from my travels. And it’s been approximately 135 days since I last blogged about anything of significance in my tumultuous nomadic lifestyle. And in those 135 days, despite not travelling more than a few 100 miles from my front door, a lot has happened. I’ve returned home … More Day 206 and I’m not in South East Asia anymore

Finding My Forte

It all began with the stroke of a pen aged a little more than six, and it was while I wrote those silly stories that I knew I’d got my fix. I spent my childhood and teenage years writing convoluted prose, questioning teachers, swotting up, in books I stuck my nose. I studied hard at … More Finding My Forte

Love Was Only He

And the pain inside stabs and stings at you every day. Not because of lies and deceit, but because of distance and circumstance. You know in time that the pain will heal; in these moments though, the hurting is too much for you to bear. You want to part the seas and run across lands … More Love Was Only He

Days 64 and 65 – Returning Home and Leaving Love…

On a plane, always leaving…always leaving you… When I began writing this, the final blog in the last chapter of my most recent adventure, I struggled to be able to put my feelings into words. When it came to writing about the last couple of days in South East Asia and essentially the end of … More Days 64 and 65 – Returning Home and Leaving Love…

Day 63 in South East Asia – And Now, The End is Near…

Ubud, Bali, Indonesia; Today, dear readers, was my last day in Ubud, my last day in Bali, and the last official day of my travels in South East Asia and the end of an incredible 13 months away from home. I hadn’t really had chance to think about the end of my trip (mainly because … More Day 63 in South East Asia – And Now, The End is Near…