Occasionally, necessity drives our decisions. That’s how southern Mexico became a last minute stop on my journey through Central America. After a long stint in the C-A4 block – made up of a political agreement between Guatemala, Honduras, El Salvador and Nicaragua – I needed to leave to renew my tourist visa. It’s a well…
In Central America there’s a well established ‘Gringo’ trail for good reason. The Maya ruins, colonial cities and tropical coastline that make up the isthmus draw backpackers, holiday makers and expats from around the world. For the most part, I’m an advocate of staying on or around the beaten path. Not just because there’s usually…
As I sit here in flip-flops reading about snowfall in the UK, I can’t help but feel whimsical. While we Brits love to share photos of our adventures in sunnier climes, at home, we’re also blessed with four distinct seasons. The bright yellow of daffodils come early spring, the long summer evenings of barbecue season…
“Very few travel experiences have made my heart beat as fast as it did in that moment. With my head torch off, the precipice less than a metre in front of me was invisible.” (Hiking Stromboli Volcano in April) Like every year, 2017 has had its highs and lows, its mundane days and life-changing seconds.…
From the 1620s Italy has attracted and rewarded the inquisitive. The Grand Tour, as it later became known, saw British youngsters of the upper classes travelling slowly into southern Italy from London. They often encountered treacherous alpine passes, terrible weather and disease on route. I didn’t have to plan for these troubles on my journey.…
When I travel, I always try to see things from a different perspective. Not just metaphorically, but physically too. Climbing high to observe my surroundings helps me to get my bearings and also provides an alternative view of very familiar places. Sometimes, I’ve made an extra effort to reach the tops of buildings and mountains,…
I thought I was hallucinating when I arrived in Bicheno. In the middle of the campsite sat another vehicle exactly like mine: A compact campervan covered in purple and yellow flowers. Bicheno was a pause on my flower-powered loop of Australia’s southernmost island. In the literal sense, it’s a trip overseas. However in common Aussie…
