You’re backpacking Cuba for a month. Where do you go? It’s a fantastic destination, but travelling solo in Cuba can be daunting. Here’s everything I learned about backpacking Cuba during my…
Browsing Tag
featured
-
-
One morning, I am staring upside down at the Mediterranean sea. This is sailing in Mallorca. The calm voice of our yoga instructor tells us to step out of Downward Dog…
-
Behind the Blog Challenges Personal PhotographyFacing Forwards: Why I’m Done with the Insta-Fame Game
“Shall I take a photo of you?” It’s a sun-soaked day in early June, and I’m walking through Shoreditch with a group of bloggers I’ve never met. In my hands I’m…
-
Going urban exploring in Scotland was an accident. One of those worldwide pursuits which stays relatively secretive for a few reasons, urban exploring (or ‘UrbEx’) is the activity of those who…
-
Challenges Grief Mental Health PersonalBoth My Parents Died Before I Turned 30. Here’s How I Deal With Grief.
It’s not easy losing both your parents in your twenties. And the grief? It’s a sucker punch to the gut. It’s like a sharp-toothed creature inside your chest. Like a waning…
-
“Mi-mi mi-mi mi-mi mi-mi-miiiiii!” A group of travel bloggers stand in a small library, facing a keyboard. On the Caribbean island of Antigua, in a stunning resort studded with pineapples and…
-
I’ve eaten a lot of traditional food in Ecuador. That’s what happens when you spend five months living in Cuenca with a host family and eating street snacks whenever you get…
-
My first view of Ronda was a row of cliffside houses. They teetered on the very edge of a sheer drop, as if there was nothing to prevent these small white…
-
England Europe Grief Mental Health Personal ScotlandThree Months as an Orphan, an Ice House and a Search for ‘Home’
In January, I came home to a broken boiler. After celebrating the New Year in Cuba, I’d spent two straight days flying from Havana to Toronto to London – and I…
-
My dad always loved flowers. On October 20th this year he turned 79 years old, and I spent that morning trying to decide what was suitable to give him. I hadn’t…