Articles from this Tag
March 1, 2017
Travellers and Aussies alike had told me that I would love Melbourne, and it was a very “me” place, so I was keen to see what lay in store. It was quite the compliment, as what I found was a bustling, diverse, cool city that felt more European than Australian. Melbourne is the southern most […]
February 17, 2017
When I arrived in Perth, Australia I was expecting a scene from Summer Bay, the fictional beachside town from an Australia soap opera I watched as a kid. I was very happy to be proven wrong as the day after arriving my friend there took me out to a swanky rooftop bar full of sharply […]
February 8, 2017
As mentioned previously, when I was 23 I went traveling in Central America myself for three months. It was a last-minute trip and I didn’t really know what or where I should be. I never got over the social anxiety everyone feels at first when trying to make friends on the road or in a […]
December 1, 2016
The journey from Varanasi to the border to Pokhara was like something from Monty Python. When I asked how long the bus would take (after the train and four hours in the world’s oldest jeep) we were told “maybe six hours, maybe 12, depends if the driver stops for a sleep”. The 24 hour mission […]
October 2, 2016
My second sleeper train delivered me punctually to Khajuraho whilst I bagged an epic 10 hour sleep. Khajuraho is a small, rural town and I loved the relatively empty roads, lush greenery and lack of horns. A young guy on a bike joined my walk along the deserted main road and […]
September 29, 2016
People travel from all over the world to visit the Taj Mahal, and even though I usually avoid such overhyped tourist traps, I was really excited to visit this particular icon. Now comfortable with the chaos that welcomed me at every train station, I exited the station with the […]
September 19, 2016
I’ve ambitiously, and most likely prematurely, titled this document “Blog”. Only one sentence in and I’m already misleading the two potential readers, my Dad and some girl I used to go to school with who is trying to pass her lunch hour. As a habitual over-sharer […]