As one of the few Travelettes that is permanently travelling (aka homeless with a suitcase) and the girl who wrote this post about being a world travelling digital nomad, it was somewhat of a shock to end up back in Britain for a few months for a few different reasons (not least, I’m an Auntie for the first time, yay!). It’s even stranger that my current base is a city …
We all know that the finest cities in the world – New York, London, Paris – are full of the finest people. And when I say “finest” I mean weirdest, of course. The strangest, quirkiest and most odd individuals who bring the city colour at night, sunshine in winter and keep the world turning.
The Humans of New York is a website – nay, a movement – dedicated to identifying …
Anybody who doesn’t believe travel changes you – mostly and hopefully for the better – is probably reading the wrong website. I know that travel changes you. I think you do too.
Here’s one interesting way that travel changed me.
Back in 1999, a family holiday to Naples, Italy, when I was an often moody, always day-dreaming seventeen year old changed the course of my life. It persuaded me to start studying …
Snowboarding in Norway is good.
No, really it is.
I never thought I’d type that sentence after ten years snowboarding in the Alps and only in the Alps, but yes, snowboarding in Norway is good.
Now I know what you’re thinking, you don’t believe me, so allow me to answer some of your questions.
Where did you go?
We spent five days in Hafjell as part of an extended tour of Nordic Europe. Hafjell is …
Deep within the Arctic Circle in magical Finnish Lapland you’ll find Ylläs, a winter wonderland that is home to the country’s third largest National Park. As winter descends and daylight disappears, people flock to Ylläs from all over the world to see the Northern Lights, experience Lappish culture, go snowmobiling, cross-country skiing or snow-shoeing or do crazier things like ice dipping.
These weren’t the reasons we came to Ylläs. We came for …
I don’t believe that moments of happiness lose sweetness over time and when I recently found some photos of my walk up the Portico di San Luca in Bologna last year I was reminded of this. Back came the happy memories of a warm day in May last year, the peace and quiet of escaping a city centre, the gentle nods to those who passed me by and the thrill …
Fairy tales are hard stories to forget. It’s easy to see why with all of those pretty princesses, the grand castles, the knights in shining armour and of course there’s always a handsome prince with great hair dishing out life-saving snogs. All those tales we are told by story books and Disney, they stay with us. Even now, when I am almost certain that I’m too old and pear-shaped to …
Charleston.
There is something in the name. It curls around the tongue and bounces against the teeth thanks to the combined “S” and “T” before finishing roundly and politely with “…ton”, a nod to the Old English suffix for town. So who was Charles? (It was the English monarch King Charles II) And why is this his town? (I don’t think the King needs an excuse). Furthermore, what is the connection …
“Are you crazy?” he asked me. It’s not unusual for my boyfriend to ask me this so I ignored him and carried on getting ready, wondering what to take with me even though all I’d been firmly advised to bring was “just a towel”.
“You don’t have to go,” he suggested gently and I stopped rolling up my “just a towel” and turned to him before putting my coat on.
“But I …
I have become a woman obsessed. All I need these days is my camera, my two legs, my favourite city in the world – London – and enough time before the sun goes down. I then seek out my target; the doors of London. That’s right, after a year away my time back in London hasn’t been spent visiting friends and family who’ve forgotten what I look like, it’s been …
