This story has a happy ending. But before I get to that, first let me tell about you about my wistful, unfiltered and lustful love for this floating city. For me, the enchanting city of Venice is a place of magic. It quite literally took my breath away when I saw it for the first…
When you hear the name Paris, you sure to be flooded with an array of dreamy images. Undeniably the Eiffel Tower, The Seine, freshly baked baguettes and colourful desserts. You see a perfect Instragram version of yourself sipping on a creamy latte, eating a warm chocolate croissant all whilst watching the street life from a…
Picture the scene. It’s a beautiful, breezy summer’s day – You driving along a deserted road, getting lost between the vast Italian wine lands, you singing along to your favourite song as the golden sun warms your bare arms, your hair’s blowing in the wind and you cruising along the open road without a care…
The blog title pretty much sums up hostel living in those three simple words; Let me break it down for you… My first experience of Hostel life was when I was 18 years old; broke, wild, carefree and if I’m being really honest, I was only there for the parties. I was living my version…
Ever heard of the saying “Lose yourself, to Find yourself”? This popular notion seems to be a constant in almost every travel blog. I remember the day clearly; it was a slightly chilly seemingly average Sunday morning, the sun had a particular dream-like quality as it peeked through the overcast sky. I sat partially hidden between…