“Don’t you get scared? Travelling alone?” The girl from Paris spears a piece of pineapple as she looks towards me, across a table groaning with freshly cooked food. Outside, the sounds…
Travelling as a woman will always open up avenues that are unavailable to men. Despite being foreigners and strangers, women often connect with local children, young mothers, and old ladies with an…
It’s been a month since I left South America. Four weeks ago, my last full day in Colombia, I was on the outskirts of Bogotá playing tejo in a giant greenhouse with…
For a long time (and without sounding too smug), I've been rather proud of how much travelling I've managed to accomplish. When I finished university in 2011, I spent six months…
We met in a bar in Bolivia. I'd been in the city of Sucre just under a week, living in an apartment with a couple of guys who were due to…
For the last fourteen months, I've been travelling through South America and publishing an article every week on Flora the Explorer.…
“I hate this,” I said, slightly pathetically, to the empty air around me. There was nobody near enough to hear the words: the only people capable of listening were already halfway…
There’s always a quiet spot in an airport, if you look hard enough. Most people who wander the gleaming white corridors and settle briefly in arm-rested chair rows aren’t in need…
When travelling, you come across a lot of terrible toilets. Some are squats, while others are holes; some are on moving transport or in the middle of nowhere; some come with…
They say that Lake Titicaca is a place of magic. I didn’t know how true that was until I arrived. I’d been standing in the reception of my Isla del Sol…