Europe

  • Waking up at 5am is never a good start. And who books a hostel room just to arrive at 5am? It wasn’t like it was the first time I’d woken up that night either. With this chest infection kicking my lungs around, I was coughing myself awake every couple of hours. So, apologies to the… Read more

  • Well, that could have gone very wrong Not a good start, really. I didn’t sleep the best last night. It seems that the new in thing with backpackers is coming into shared rooms as late as possible, turning all the lights on and opening the noisiest bags they could find on the market. Still, onwards.… Read more

  • First wheels turning Departing the great Princess Seaways was a doddle. A good breakfast first — full English buffet, a massive range of cereal and pastries, and a good handful of Nutella just in case — then everything was packed up and I hit the smoking deck once more. Massive freight ships scattered the horizon… Read more

  • few beers and i Might Dance.

    Come on then, I’ll tell you how it went. As some of you might know, I’m starting my trip from Amsterdam to Morocco today. Yes, that means cycling a few days and camping a few too. Everything was packed and ready to go, and I had my mum helping with the last few things before… Read more