For those of you who’ve been to Copacabana, the title of this post will be unbelievable. It’s a tiny town set beside Lake Titicaca that’s filled with restaurants and busses. It’s quaint.
But somehow we managed to get lost… or rather we managed to lose a restaurant. Read the rest of this entry
Sometimes travelling is about exploring new places, sometimes it’s about trying new things, sometimes it’s about sitting on a bus for days in a row. And others it’s about saying goodbye – for me, the worse part of travelling.
Nobody really talks about goodbyes. You’ll hear all about meeting interesting people and all the wonderful stories you’ve shared with other travellers. But rarely will you hear about all the goodbyes. Yes, it’s wonderful meeting people from all over the world, but inevitably the time comes where you need to pack your bags and move in separate directions, almost always never to see each other again. Read the rest of this entry
As you know I like lists, sometimes I write them just for fun. This one, though, is one of the useful ones.
The ultimate multi-sex list: Read the rest of this entry
Altitude sickness can be an incredibly dangerous illness, if you have very severe symptoms this blog is not for you… the hospital is. It can also be very mild, with most people suffering from headaches and shortness of breath. Again this blog is not for you, a paracetamol and a lie down are for you. This blog is for those in-between, the ones with the fevers and the lethargy and the sickness and the, dare I say it, diarrhoea. This is for the people who can’t leave the comfort of their bed/toilet. This blog is for the few of us that really suffer from altitude sickness (again, excluding the afore mentioned seriously ill who MUST go to hospital). Read the rest of this entry
So before we set off for our South America leg, Tim decided it would be a great idea to look up the dangers and annoyances. And I mean just before. He learnt all about the taxis that slow down in the ghetto so that armed robbers can relieve you of all your belongings, he learnt about strangle robberies in which someone grabs you from behind, restricts your oxygen until you pass out and … Relives you of your belongings. He also learnt about pickpockets, robbers who kidnap you and take you to an ATM… To relieve you of your savings, and he learnt about the busses that plunge off cliffs.. Not to relieve you of your belongings, just because they forget to follow the road. Read the rest of this entry
Sometimes you arrive at a city and fall in love with it, sometimes you hate it and sometimes it surprises you in a way you’d never expected.
Lima is a long way south of Miami, it’s 7 or 8 (depending on which border you use) countries south of the US. But when you head to Miraflores you could be forgiven for thinking you’d missed your intended destination and arrived in the big, shiny states. Read the rest of this entry
When you’re travelling it’s important to stay organised. It’s not like real life. It’s like hard work.
I know that might sound ridiculous. It sounds ridiculous to me too. But it’s true, travelling requires you to be more on the ball than you ever need to be at home because one little slip can lead to a landslide of errors.
We should know. After three months on the road, we started to let things slide. We stopped planning ahead and we stopped checking important dates and times. Read the rest of this entry
Me and Tim made a backup plan when we missed our flight out of Hanoi. We decided to hire motorbikes and travel the length of Vietnam. And whilst we don’t have time to take that trip now (thanks to the lovely people in the Quatar office) I do have time to reflect on South East Asia.
Here are my highlights of South East Asia: Read the rest of this entry
We’d planned to go to Hanoi to visit our friend Tatch. He’s lived there for the past three years working as an English Teacher. For us, this meant no thinking, no researching the best places to eat and not having to worry about finding accommodation. We were having a luxury experience – a tour guide without the awkward conversation. Read the rest of this entry
Now I love luminous clothing, I always have and I always will. I think it stems from watching top of the pops in the late 80s. Spangly glittery shorts and luminous leg warmers. But there came a time when it was no longer acceptable for me to be wearing luminous clothing. Now, if I don a yellowy greeny (whatever that highlighter colour is) t-shirt, it makes me look like some kind of crazy cougar… it makes me look a great deal older than my 26 years. Read the rest of this entry