I used to be wild

Last week, book lovers everywhere celebrated Book Lovers Day. Being a book lover, I celebrated in fairly standard book lover fashion. I bought some new books. And I finished an old one. The book I finished was Wild, by Cheryl Strayed (who, for the rest of this blog, I shall refer to as Cheryl. I …

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A traveller’s heart

Although I usually travel alone, every so often, a familiar face appears. Like last year in Spain, when I bumped into an old friend. We screamed: 'Omg I can't believe it!' Hugged - slightly awkwardly, I'm not a great hugger when I'm sober - then decided to go for a drink. The next day I …

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The highs and lows of travelling alone 

The first time I really travelled alone was in 2003. I was in Thailand, and I was actually travelling with a friend, but he got sick, and so after a few days of waiting for him to get better, I ventured out on my own, and found I had a much better time without him! …

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Explorers

I don't even know where to start with this. It's ten days since I came home. Three weeks since I left. But I need to go back even further than that. I don't know when my love for travel really started. It probably goes right back to when we were kids, maybe our first holiday …

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Rich in life

Ten years ago today I touched down in Colombia for the very first time. It was a trip I'd dreamed of for years, saved up for for months, but only ended up taking at the very last minute. For seven months I'd had barely any social life - working extra hours and saving up as …

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A sky full of planes

I spent most of yesterday afternoon lying in my garden - enjoying the sun, listening to music, and looking at the sky. When you really take the time to look at the sky, you realise what a busy place it is. The small patch of sky above my garden was filled with bumble bees, lady …

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A very European celebration

In 2001 I was living in Spain. 20 years old, in a tiny village in the middle of nowhere, my nearest friend lived in the next town 40 minutes away. I was as miserable as a person can be. Until I discovered Operacion Triunfo. Operacion Triunfo was a TV show, a cross between Big Brother and …

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