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…
One of my Dad’s favourite quotes is great expectations lead to great disappointments. He quips this to me often and I usually respond by teasing him about being a pessimist. For example, I wanted to go to Iceland for six years. My parents later told me they’d been worried that it wouldn’t meet my admittedly…
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…
The first thing that struck me about Oslo was just how quiet it was. Walking down a street in the centre of the city and passing maybe two people. Being part of a crowd of five in a café. Navigating Oslo’s Zoological Museum and not seeing a single child. Walking through a park in sunset…
I recently took almost three weeks off work – to spend some time in one of my favourite countries, check out a new city and chill in London. By the time my boyfriend and I found ourselves in Hungary, I was feeling quite relaxed. If only work weren’t necessary – but that’s a fantasy that…
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…
I’m trying to figure out why it’s taken me such a long time to get to Amsterdam. There’s no clear answer – instead I’m left scratching my head. I’d been on a holiday to Europe in my youth and have now lived within this continent for over a year. Yet Amsterdam never made an appearance…