“¿Tres ensaladas de frutas, por favor?” I leave the tiny serving hatch, where three women wearing hair nets and harried expressions rush back and forth. Plates of food scattered around the…
When looking for volunteering projects in foreign countries, one of the first things to catch people’s eye is working with children. There are so many orphaned and impoverished children around the…
When I told my dad that I was going to India by myself, his face fell. No matter that my cousin had travelled for a year through the country on her…
It’s been an odd twelve months. I knew this year would involve a lot of travel, but I didn’t count on quite so much. This time last year, I was mainly…
Walking through the baking streets of this little Southern Indian town, I stopped for a slice of watermelon. I’m pretty sure the salesman was expecting quite a large amount of business…
On a morning boat ride around the Indian island of Omkareshwar, we watched the women laying out their freshly washed saris, placing them carefully on the steps leading down to the…
The last six months have been rather eye opening for me. I’ve gone from blogging to an audience consisting mainly of my friends, to blogging with a growing awareness that a…
If you’ve ever been anywhere with me, whether its all the way to India or just on a night out in Norwich, you’ll know I normally have a camera somewhere on…
Those of you who’ve read my blog for a while may have been slightly disappointed at the lack of weird adventures of late. I’m sorry, guys – I’ve been trying, honest! Truth…
Eyes bright. Fingers tensed. Adrenaline surging through a myriad of veins. “NO! Go away! Get out of here!” I swung my bag violently in mid air, my breathing thick and fast,…