Like Buzzfeed lists with funny GIFs? Well, these aren’t from Buzzfeed, and they don’t have GIFs. But they do have JPEGs; hurrah!

As you ALL know, as I keep incessantly banging on about it, I’m off on my travels in September (woohoo!); I’m going to attempt to be a real backpacker which will no doubt end in me coming home after six months having blown all my cash on shampoo and suncream, wine and roadtrips. However, that … More Like Buzzfeed lists with funny GIFs? Well, these aren’t from Buzzfeed, and they don’t have GIFs. But they do have JPEGs; hurrah!

Traveller or Tourist?

I did a bit of research and read a few articles recently on the differences between a traveller and a tourist, and whether there are actually any differences at all. This debate, it appears, has been going on for several years (yes, I am late to the party), with many bloggers, writers and backpackers chiming … More Traveller or Tourist?

Amsterdamned – More than just dirty hookers and spaced-out pot heads. Part 2.

Following on from our first two days in the Dutch Capital, where much of it was spent drinking, we ploughed on into the final two days and immersed ourselves in all the culture this fabulous city has to offer. Day three saw myself and Nichola take a bus journey to the picturesque village of Zaanse … More Amsterdamned – More than just dirty hookers and spaced-out pot heads. Part 2.

Amsterdamned – More than just dirty hookers and spaced-out pot heads. Part 1.

When you think of Amsterdam, come on admit it, you don’t really think of windmills, tulips and clogs, do you? What you really think is this: red light district, sex, hookers, pot, space cakes, red light district, dirty hoes, Anne Frank (she was NOT a dirty ho), joints, doobs, weed, sex…you get the idea. However, … More Amsterdamned – More than just dirty hookers and spaced-out pot heads. Part 1.

Writing 101 – Day Fifteen – Your Voice Will Find You But It May Never Be Able To Escape…

As I hurry home to catch the biggest breaking news story in modern day times, my heart, thumping ferociously, almost leaps out of my chest; my head is spinning and I can feel the perspiration turning to sweat as I peddle faster and harder, holding back the tears in the hope that what I’ve just … More Writing 101 – Day Fifteen – Your Voice Will Find You But It May Never Be Able To Escape…

Stupid shit my friends made me do while travelling.

Ok, everyone does stupid shit. Everyone does shit they regret. But not everyone is made (and I use the word ‘made’ loosely here) to do stupid shit by their so called friends. There have been numerous occasions now (more than I care to properly acknowledge) when I’ve been travelling in a foreign country, happily going … More Stupid shit my friends made me do while travelling.

Writing 101 – Day Thirteen – The Shedding Of Old Skin, cont.

In Day Four’s assignment, I wrote about how I lost a part of myself (so to speak), but how that loss wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. Continuing with the series, today I’ll write about how that loss enabled me to find something within myself, something so strong, something that made me want to carry on. … More Writing 101 – Day Thirteen – The Shedding Of Old Skin, cont.

San Francisco.

In 2005, I spent the whole summer in the good old U.S of A, mainly working on a summer camp for adults with disabilities, with a little bit of travel thrown in at the end, just for good measure. It was being in the States that first set my curiosity for travel alight: I discovered … More San Francisco.