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I’m afraid, something really bad is going to happen soon. I think the sun and the moon and Earth have joined up and are planning a terrible coup: the end of summer. As the last rays of sunlight kiss my face, slowly making space for the icy winds of northern winter nights, I remember the adventures this summer has brought me. I want to go back to South Tyrol and …

[ Written by Kathi | 22 Sep 2014 | No Comment | ]

When Dave Tomkins’ grandfather, Stephen Clarke, moved into a nursing home in Australia, Dave helped clear out his house and came across a bunch of old slides taken all over the world. He then asked his grandfather (who never saw himself as a travel photographer) where they were taken – without success: “I got the slides scanned and took them down to show him, in the hope of some of those special …

[ Written by Caroline | 21 Sep 2014 | 2 Comments | ]

Ok, I lied in the title. I had about 30 hours when I explored Brno the other weekend. But as most of my time was spent in the dark halls of Klub Fléda – 60% social media barcamp, only 40% party, I swear – I had significantly less than 24 hours to roam the streets of this colourful little town. But let’s just assume you have a day to spend …

[ Written by Kathi | 20 Sep 2014 | 3 Comments | ]

In a hammam the Moroccans not only say goodbye to dirt and dry skin, but the inhibitions of everyday life outside. Sounds like an oasis of peace, soap bubbles and relaxation? Not quite – you literally need to have a thick skin there!

“Watch out, watch out”, a man with a turquoise hood tries to find his way through the narrow streets. He’s sitting on a donkey that carries a trailer …

[ Written by guest | 19 Sep 2014 | 5 Comments | ]

Not many old buildings still stand in the centre of Rotterdam, a city all but flattened by the Second World War, but there are a few. What is spooky is that the ones that remained, standing tall above the rubble, were arguably the most important buildings; the post office and St Lawrence Church in the centre of the city, and over by the water, the port’s customs house and gatehouse, …

[ Written by Frankie | 17 Sep 2014 | 5 Comments | ]

Walking into Bestival, a four-day music festival on the Isle of Wight, for the first time felt reminiscent of walking into my very first big-girl sleepover. I remember the sheer excitement of having a whole night of lax parental supervision that would be filled with eating too much ice-cream, playing truth or dare and talking to that cute boy.
It was this feeling (x 1000) that welled up inside me at the sight …

[ Written by guest | 16 Sep 2014 | 4 Comments | ]

Last week I sat down with an old friend and her new partner. As it goes when you get to know someone, the conversation turned towards our jobs quite quickly. Soon I found myself showered in questions about travel blogging and our discussion made me think about why I want to be part of the Travelettes and what it is I am actually doing here.

After years of hype, bloggers have …

[ Written by Kathi | 15 Sep 2014 | 16 Comments | ]

Most girls I know have a certain special item of clothing they can’t bear to travel without. A go to dress; some comfy shorts; that perfectly battered pair of trusty Converse that are just about to fall apart… Well, for Jennifer Salvage that item happens to be a little bit more unusual. You see, Jennifer travels with her wedding dress.
It all started on March 19th 2008, when Jennifer and Jeff said …

[ Written by Alex | 12 Sep 2014 | 8 Comments | ]

When talking about travelling South East Asia, the Philippines is probably not the first country that comes to your mind. Last winter, the Philippines received a lot of media coverage because of the horrible impact caused by typhoon Haiyan. But while the Philippines are sadly regularly hit by such natural disasters, they are also an extremely diverse country which has not yet been discovered by mass tourism. Whether you are …

[ Written by guest | 12 Sep 2014 | 4 Comments | ]

“I really admire how you can walk in heels on these streets”, I say to Isabelle while I try to catch up to her on the crumbling sidewalks of Essaouira. Isabelle is the owner of La Maison des Artistes, the riad I am staying at, and is wearing chic Chloé pumps while I am in Havaianas. She turns to me with a somewhat confused look, “Excuse me, I’m from Paris.” …

[ Written by Annika | 11 Sep 2014 | 5 Comments | ]
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