Touch down in Perth was an anticlimax if ever there was one, Jas and Mike had been sat in arrivals over an hour waiting whilst I queued to have my passport stamped manually and when I finally got through customs I walked straight past them. […]
The Gambas Operation is the name the Spanish have for the Brits who visit each year, catch a few too many rays and return home with skin the burning pink hue of a prawn. I was told this by a Spanish volunteer in House of […]
Setting out solo can be daunting, particularly traveling as a girl. My first five months backpacking I spent with my sister, my back up; if one of us forgot something, the other probably had it, we could split the price of cabs or even splash […]
