This trip could save your life.

When I lived in London, I dressed only in black. I owned pretty much only black clothing. I never understood why people would wear bright colours. Black was easy, stylish, flattering and continuously represented my mood. Wearing black when travelling in vibrant countries like India, Tanzania and Guatemala is not possible. It is not weather... Continue Reading →


You do you and I’ll do me.

After the trauma of everything that happened in Nicaragua, I have been taking refuge in Antigua, Guatemala for the last week. Taking refuge has involved drinking coffees at my favourite cafe, shopping for natural beauty products, eating Guava flavoured gelato and more surprisingly, learning Spanish. I am having a different experience in Antigua. I have... Continue Reading →

It’s just another story to tell…

Picture this. I'm in Leon, Nicaragua. A country on the brink of a civil war. I'm obsessing miserably over a guy back home who just told me it doesn't make sense financially to come out and be with me. Not because of the revolution happening in the country, or the fact that most governments are warning against... Continue Reading →

The lights go out in London.

Today I walked home from work and I saw 5 people I knew. If this had happened to me in London I would have turned my eyes to the ground, pulled my phone out and wondered if they would notice if I crossed the road and hurried to hide behind, or in a dumpster. I'm... Continue Reading →

What sucks about travelling.

  Oh god, the people you meet and fall in love with whilst travelling. A platonic love. But still in that moment they are the greatest people on earth and you get addicted to that.  Well I do. We all know that its the drunken conversations about the meaning of life at 6am, which somehow... Continue Reading →

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