It’s been about two weeks since I came back from Norway and I wrote a post just before I left but! Never really managed to finish it. I don’t think I really digested what I’d learnt, my mind was firmly in the ‘next step’ mode and trying to sort my life out. Anticipating moving back… Continue reading I Ran Away From Norway
Facebook reminded me this morning that a year ago today I had a really disastrous trip to Norway/Sweden. Looking back, it makes me laugh sometimes, but it was such a turning point for me. Instead of dredging it all back up, I’m gonna give an overview: Arrived in Bergen, all good. Had a couple of… Continue reading This Isn’t a Travel Story
There’s always been one thought that has plagued my travels: the feeling of never feeling at ‘home’. When I think of home, I think of my childhood home. I think of the big garden full of flowers and the sound of the decking as I walk to the back door. I think about my dogs… Continue reading Home is Where Your Mind is.
Whenever I told people this story they would always being up Bridget Jones and I never understood…But this is the story about the night I spent in Vietnamese jail. Kinda. I made a very costly mistake in Hong Kong. It will forever be known as the most expensive Tinder date I ever went on. But… Continue reading That Night I Turned Bridget Jones.
My best friend is starting Uni in a couple and I wanted to give her some advice from hindsight. I’m so friggin jealous that she gets to see London from a fresh perspective, if that makes sense, if I could Men in Black style erase my memory and see it all over I totally would.… Continue reading I’m Not Sure What to Title This But It’s About School
Resistance is a word that keeps buzzing in my mind recently. This summer I graduated and began moving from the life I’ve known for the past three years, which doesn’t sound like a long time but Uni was the place where I feel I really started to grow up. I upped sticks and left the… Continue reading Resistance and Growth
Tripping over what looked like 500 pairs of children’s shoes was the starting point of my Workaway adventure. Following an incredible year of travelling in 2016, I decided I wanted to take a more personal path. Norway has a place in my heart for its beautiful landscapes, and the men aren’t bad either, so I… Continue reading I ran away to Norway…