Those that know me personally can say I travel two ways. … Read more
I admit, I have itchy feet. I can’t stand still – after three months of not travelling, I start climbing the walls. … Read more
When I first started travelling, I took to doodling as a way of capturing the things I’ve seen. I picked this up from my then-boyfriend, who is an amazing artist and cartoonist. I started with a bit of apprehension – after all, I am not very comfortable expressing my ideas through imagery. … Read more
I started independent travel pretty late in my life, but I took to it like a duck to water. How long this restless soul has been in me, I don’t really know. Or perhaps I do.
While cleaning out my old bedroom, I saw, amongst other childhood memorabilia, a tiny blue notebook with my eight-year-old handwriting. … Read more