South Africa

I travel because I can. I’m lucky. I am privileged. There is no ban for me (yet). I was born in the ‘right’ country, with a useful passport, no persecuted religion to identify with, no war. Total freedom to roam.

I haven’t blogged for a while, does this mean that life just stopped. Sometimes, you can just disappear from this world, slip through the cracks. If it’s not online, did it ever really happen? The more you talk and interact, the more voices and people you have there around you. What happens when you …

So I quit my job, again! To travel, again! Yes, It’s like Groundhog day. I know, I know, I’m living the dream, but who’s dream? I work in fashion, in an office on the beach in one of the most fantastic cities in the world. Only a few weeks ago I was backstage at …

The magical ‘Blue Hole’ was what drew me to Belize. I’ve seen so many photos of this huge blue hole out in the Caribbean Sea, it’s a National Geographic fav! Now I seem to be on a mission to dive in some of the best spots in the world I couldn’t miss this one. …

It took me a while to get into the swing of things in South Africa. I wasn’t thrilled about spending my life behind bars, gates and memorising a million security codes. Just heading to an ATM can become an ordeal as you try and locate a secure one and watch your back for the …

As much as I’m desperately trying not to other-think it, live in the moment and savour every second, it’s a fact that I’m now much nearer my end date than my start date. Much, much closer and I’m terrified.

Ah the land of the illusive kiwi, both the fruit and the bird, which actually look fairly similar if you snap the bird’s head and limbs off (sorry I’m tired). My month has come to end and I’ve seen heaps, been on more buses then any human should have to endure in a lifetime …

So our beloved Internet is 25 years old and it’s got me thinking, could I have ever done this epic journey without the web at my disposal. Social media, the Internet and should we be connected to the ‘real world’ is a standard conversation amongst the travelling community. Has the web like totally ruined …

As soon as I got a smiley Fijian welcome from a group of big strong men wearing skirts and flowers behind their ears I knew I was on to a good thing. Massive smiles, guitar playing and a really chilled out attitude to life. Everything runs on ‘Fiji time’.

I’m sat hiding in my 10 bed dorm only metres away from a fate worse than death for me, a night of forced fun. I like to have fun. Over the years I’ve had like so much fun, I promise. But when you’re all sat having a bite to eat, super relaxed and enjoying …