You may have noticed I’ve been a little quiet on my social media channels over the past couple of weeks. The truth is: I’ve been embarrassed as hell. Ten days ago, I laced up my hiking boots, stuffed my backpack full of energy bars, pulled on my rain jacket, and …
Up until Valentine’s Day, Angolan Airlines was my new favourite airline in the world. Now that I’m based in Lisbon, I’d been concerned I’d end up spending more on travel than I had in the past. I’d be travelling faster, because now that I pay rent in Portugal, I couldn’t justify rocking up in …
You probably already know that I love Airbnb. Every single time I travel, Airbnb is the first website I check, and if I find an apartment I love, I don’t even bother looking at a hotel. That’s why I end up spending at least 75% of my travels in places I’ve …
It was Songkran in Thailand and I was going to be celebrating it in a minivan. My Thai visa was about to expire and the easiest way to extend it was via visa run to Myanmar and back. There’s dozens of companies in Chiang Mai offering this service, picking you up from your guesthouse, …
When I first started travelling, my priority was to see the world for as little as possible. I used to book my hostels by sorting them from the lowest price and picking the cheapest dorm, no matter how bad the reviews were. At the time, I was travelling off my savings …
Something was wrong. I had just landed in Maupiti and as far as I could tell, my airport pickup wasn’t here. In most parts of the world, this wouldn’t be much of a problem. I’d jump online to research how to get to my guesthouse using public transport or, if …
I hate snorkelling. Which is weird, right? Because doesn’t everyone love inhaling salty water until they vomit, then being rocked from side to side by the unforgiving ocean until they vomit again, all while several hundred fish swarm around their faces and then one swims all up close to their vagina? Yeah. I hate snorkelling for all of …
What is it with me and solo travel? I mean, seriously. Sometimes it feels as though every time I kiss Dave goodbye and enter an airport, I immediately stumble headfirst into disaster. As always, I was convinced the Cook Islands would be different. In fact, as Dave drove me to the airport in Christchurch, I merrily …
“You’ve really got to be more careful,” the man solemnly warned me. “This could have ended up being far worse for you.” “Oh, don’t you panic her,” his wife chuckled, reaching out to pat my shoulder. “Don’t worry, love. I’m sure once you’ve travelled for a little longer, you’ll get the hang of …
I’d been in the Maldives for two weeks. I’d fallen in love with beautiful Maafushi and quiet Fulidhoo and it was time to visit my final local island. Like with the previous two islands, I didn’t know what to expect from Guraidhoo — all I knew was that it was a surfing hotspot. Maafushi …
If you’ve read Never Ending Footsteps for any amount of time, you’ll know that I don’t have the best of luck when I travel. In fact, more than anyone I’ve known, I have downright terrible luck. You only have to browse through The Incidents to see evidence of this. 2013 …
