Travel
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A New Place: How it Begins
There is so much to be said about how one is introduced to a place and the indelible impressions it leaves on your mind as a result. One visit, to the wrong part of a country, and it shapes your entire sentiment toward not just the entire place, but also to the people. I can…
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India, Not Without Fault
India, like everywhere else, is not a perfect place. In fact, it’s far from perfect. There is an incredible amount of visible poverty, which nothing truly prepares you to witness. As much as I love it, I always tell people—I’d never live here. I’ve always been fully aware that my experience of India has been…
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India, The Motherland
I don’t think I’ve ever really written about India despite the strong feelings I have about the country. It probably got written off as one of those stories I would tell people in real life when we gather, but considering how little of that happens these days I may as well write it down before…
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The Downside: Life On The Road
In part 1, I wrote a bit about the amazing things I get to experience with the lifestyle I live and particularly have been living for the last year and a half. Now, in part 2, it’s time to talk about the reality of life on the road and the kinds of unexpected, and also…
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It’s Türkiye, Not Turkey
I’m still in the middle of writing part 2 to my last post, which will be the cons of life on the road. And despite my saying that I want to stop traveling, we’re two weeks into the year and I’ve found myself spontaneously in Turkiye. (When I say I want to stop traveling I…
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Life On the Road
Now that I’ve gotten all the whining out of the way with my last 2 posts, I thought it might be valuable to also highlight some of the positive things I’ve experienced in my year off from working. It might not be specific situations or circumstances, but overall moments and experiences where I had to…
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Their Eyes Were Watching Your Pockets
If I were still blogging regularly, I definitely would’ve written a few on Egypt and my experience here over the last few days. Never have I been so conflicted about a place before as I have been about Egypt. Obviously the historical significance and remnants of ancient civilisations we still have yet to understand are…
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At Least I Had Fun
My last few days in Spain have been dictated entirely by my injury. Whatever plans or ideas we may have had for our final days in Ibiza were foiled by my inability to walk and the level of pain I’ve been experiencing with my road rash. Although the scrape looked smaller than I remember from…
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Formentera Tattoo
Yesterday we took a ferry from Ibiza to another small island called Formentera. It’s only about a 30-45 minute ferry ride across, and is apparently a must-do for those visiting Ibiza. I only just learned about it in the morning when Jo made the suggestion. We have just a few more days here in Spain…
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Spain, Finally
When I was in university it was my dream to do a study abroad program in Spain, particularly Barcelona. It was feasible at first, when was wasn’t sure what major I would choose. But once I got into the last 2 years of uni, and solidified that I had wanted to do journalism, it all…