I have a penchant for society’s misfits and get fierce over human rights, mental health, equality and animal exploitation. I’m an ocean lover and I surf, sail, swim and dive. I love art, the macabre, exploring religions, spirituality, politics and subcultures.
In July 2013 I left alone, with a backpack I could barely lift. I had no real plan, just a few countries and continents I wanted to see. I had no idea whether I’d packed the right things, or whether I’d even speak to another human for the following year. I landed in Bangkok and had a massive WTF moment. I was in that odd gap of time you occasionally find yourself in. I’d left one life but hadn’t started my new one yet. I slept and woke up in the city sun and set off to explore. From the very first morning I knew it was going to be alright.
Over the following year I went on an incredible journey around the world. I walked The Inca Trail, reaching Macchu Pichu; dived with Tiger sharks in South Africa and Carribean Reef sharks in Belize’s Blue Hole; stared face to face with a Great White Shark; jumped off tall things in New Zealand; hang-glided across Abel Tasman; reached Everest Base Camp in Tibet; hung out with South Africa’s Xhosa people, Australia’s Aboriginal community, New Zealand’s Maoris, Lake Titicaca’s oldest community & Tibetan Monks; mountain biked Bolivia’s Death Road; did fire limbo in Thailand; A Full Moon Party in Koh Phangan; kayaked in Halong Bay; surfed in Bali, Jeffrey’s Bay South Africa, Raglan New Zealand, The Great Ocean Road Australia; volcano trekked across Java, starved myself and shit myself at a detox centre in Phuket; sailed the Whitsundays; fed crocs in Australia’s Northern Territory; Salsa danced in Guatemala; did a toboggan run down the Great Wall of China; rock climbed and abseiled down waterfalls in Bolivia & Costa Rica, and I saw elephants, lions, kangaroos, parrots, crocodiles, koalas, caiman, monkeys, zebra, tarantulas, toucans, orang-utans, Komodo dragons and piranhas in the wild.
I found true happiness and contentment and here comes the cliche… I found myself!
I landed back in the UK a much happier version of the girl I’d left behind. But I learned that freedom, light, sunshine and sea were essential to my happiness. Within two months I was whisked away to Barcelona for a job that found me. For the following eight months I worked in fashion in a global role in the most fantastic city. But something wasn’t right. I dreamt of all the people, the communities and the freedom I’d found on the road. I wasn’t ready to settle and I wanted to put my heart and soul into supporting projects I believe in.
Next stop Central America, Costa Rica and Nicaragua. I worked as a Communications Officer and Photographer, supporting an NGO and their community projects. I was all set to move on and travel down through Panama, Colombia and Ecuador when the Universe had other ideas. My bag, my tools were snatched, taking so much content and robbing me of my travelling, freelancing lifestyle.
So I landed back in the UK with a bump… I survived Winter and took every opportunity London has to offer. I’ve spent the last few months exploring Cambodia, Vietnam and Japan. Where next is the million dollar question!