It is my imagining that France is one of, if not the country that most people hope to travel to at some point in their lives. And holy heck, do I empathise. I spent three years at school studying the French language and Paris was the first city I stepped foot in, outside of my…
I’d fallen for Marrakech pretty hard within about 24 hours of setting foot there. So, I would have been fairly content to have spent what minimal time we had knocking about the city. However, I’m a sucker for a good mountain range, which London is somewhat lacking in. Which is why the Atlas Mountains of…
Morocco’s fourth largest city is, in a word – frenetic. A cacophony of sounds, a flurry of activity. While this is all very exciting, it’s not exactly a place I’d recommend going if you’re on the lookout for a bit of peace and hush hush. That is, unless you find yourself in the Jardin Majorelle…
It’s been a little while between travel posts. Good thing I’ve just arrived back home from a week in Greece. A ten day gap in my working roster screamed to be taken advantage of. I had spent many days day-dreaming about warmth, surf and admittedly even sand to some degree. I wanted to escape somewhere…