You may have read the title and expected a piece of writing filled with crazy, hilarious, outrageous travel stories. And while I do have my fair share of those, sadly this is not what I shall be discussing today. Sometime in the last 6 months of my 18 month journey living out of a backpack I seem to have gone (now please excuse the French) a little bat-shit-crazy. At first the cause… Read More

Today as I strolled along the beach alone talking to myself or more accurately talking to someone who wasn’t there, it occurred to me that I may have finally well and truly lost my marbles. Slightly embarrassed by my actions I would bring my conversation to a low murmur when walking past other people. This conversation was one I had been putting off for a good 18 months. It was part of… Read More

Hello my name is Chloe. I was born in Melbourne, Australia, although I have not lived there for almost 3 years. I have been living out of a backpack for 6 months. I am an outgoing introvert. I am travelling solo, yet I have not been alone for 1 day since I departed London some 6 months ago. I am suffocating.

I’d like to get one thing straight … travel is not a holiday! I feel that often it is perceived that when you are travelling for extended periods of time that this is the equivalent of going on the world’s longest holiday. Travel is almost like a job. You are constantly planning, learning, adapting and all the while trying to enjoy yourself at the same time. You need to have an awareness… Read More