“There are so many sequences that every single one of us have been involved in, even in the most peripheral way, where we have seen tragedies happen because of the plastic in the ocean,” -David Attenborough When I went to…
Have you ever heard the sound of ice falling from a mountain? As we were hiking through the ice-sculpted Cwm Idwal in Snowdonia National Park, there was a deafening noise above us. Ice was falling directly above our heads. We…
In April, the dreary skies and short days make way for spring with new flowers budding and pops of colour appearing all around. Basically, it means you can leave the house without layering, layering layering (picture Joey from Friends). Springtime…
After visiting Marrakesh three years ago, my mum and I completely fell in love with Morocco. We were keen to explore more of the colourful country and when we heard about Chefchaouen, we knew we had to visit. If you’ve…
The Cotswolds is thought to be one of the most charming places in Europe. With it being only a couple of hours away from where I live, I’m a little ashamed that I haven’t visited sooner. If you’re not familiar…
I visited the Azores in April 2016 for a week. In fact, it’s the place which inspired me to write my very first blog post. I was completely blown away by the natural beauty, volcanic lakes and the overall outstanding scenery…
In July and August I spent just over a month in Sri Lanka. I volunteered with wild elephants, sipped cocktails on paradise-like beaches, took the most scenic train journey in the world and hiked till my feet bled (okay, it…
From spending Valentine’s Day in New York, to our annual mother-daughter trip, to a holiday with one of my best friends, to spending 5 weeks in what I now consider my favourite country, it’s safe to say that 2017 has been…
Last week my partner, Mike, surprised me with a weekend away to Margate to celebrate three years of being together. I usually spend months researching ideas for each trip I go on, so it was a welcoming change when I…
If you close your eyes, imagine a storybook village and you may well picture Zalipie. Filled with delicately painted houses, I’d never been anywhere like it. Everywhere, from the walls to the wells, seemed to painted with ‘flowers of the…
