Being alone in Bucharest

‘Who are you going with?’ – my least favourite words before a trip. Particularly before this trip. Because the answer was no-one, I was going to Bucharest alone. The responses were mixed, but generally they all made me feel terrible. Apart from one, one girl said it was really cool and she wished she could… Continue reading Being alone in Bucharest

My first time in Africa

In 2014, I flew alone from Glasgow to Amsterdam to Nairobi and finally to Livingstone, Zambia. This was my first time in Africa and I was excited but nervous, I didn’t know the people who would be meeting me at the airport and I knew very little about Zambia. My expectations admittedly were based on… Continue reading My first time in Africa

32 hours in Belgium

After moving to Reading, my sister suggested I checkout to meet new people, naturally I was most interested in the travel groups and had soon signed up for a weekend trip to Rotterdam in November for a festival. So being skint, I booked my bus and headed to the bus station after work. Unfortunately,… Continue reading 32 hours in Belgium

28 Days in Vietnam

As the title suggests, I spent 28 days in Vietnam. In 2014, I flew alone to Hanoi to meet the Real Gap tour group I would spend the next month with. I knew very little about Vietnam, I didn’t know anyone that had been, I knew it was growing in popularity in the backpacking crowd… Continue reading 28 Days in Vietnam