A curious life fulfilled eating mangoes, meeting sharks & questing
I don't know much about what triggers other people - but this post is about my experience during a period of my life (around 2009) living with panic attacks and anxiety, so if it might trigger you - best not read it. Fear. Am I a fearful person? Sometimes. Does it matter? Sometimes. There are …
I don't consider myself 'a runner,' but I really love to run. Just like countless blog posts about running, I'll start it with the same truth, I used to hate it. I’ve always been sporty and active in my spare time, but just running?! Urgh. No. My earliest memory of running was cross-country PE lessons; …
After keeping one foot in London for almost twenty years, I'm finally planning on jumping both feet first into the, relatively unknown. I have to be honest, despite it sounding less dramatic as I grew up in Hong Kong, & you can read a little more about that HERE. But I'm going alone, as an adult, …
I am writing this whilst perched on the side of a flower bed, looking up at the burnt out shell of Grenfell Tower. I cycle past it every week, but I suppose I won't be next Tuesday - the road I pedal down is currently cordoned off by police, and I can't imagine that will …
I'm not talking about extreme or dangerous travel. I'm talking music... Hardcore; with its heavy riffs that spark off some crazy internal surge of intensity - seemingly out of no-where, an emotional explosion, when everything stops, nothing matters and it's just THIS. You either get THIS, or you don't. I listen to, and love a lot of types …
What do you think of when you hear the name Palestine? Do you know anything about Palestine? Palestinians? Just take a moment. What are the first images that come to your mind? Thoughts. Questions. Is it an actual country? Is it safe? Why would I even want to visit there? I first learnt there was a 'situation' …
Continue reading Palestine (pt1), The Occupied Territories of
An idyllic paradise. Yes, being on the beaches of Zanzibar is like walking in the best pictures you have seen of them. They are everything you've imagined they would be, even better. Just like the postcards, but in real life, they are even more breathtakingly beautiful. Every morning I walked down the garden path and saw he beach …
I guess I'm a 'seasoned traveller.' I don't even know exactly what that means but I hear it sometimes, and I think that's probably the way people would describe me. But whenever I land in a new place I feel lost and nervous. Going through immigration to get on a plane I'm excited. The way …
Continue reading It’s all about the moment when THAT feeling kicks in
'Trip of a lifetime. Part III' The last time I 'travelled' (holidayed) for this long I was aged 18, 12 years ago. We booked our plane tickets through a specialist South American travel agent landing into Santiago, Chile, and then out of Caracas, Venezuela, six months later. I didn't plan on taking a Gap Yah …
