It started with a McChicken. Well actually … more accurately it started with a psychic. Either way 365 days ago today, not only to the day, but to the hour I left my home in London in search of a home. I was a mixture of lost and hurt and shocked simply moving through the motions I had been dreading for years. 365 days ago today I rode the tube to Heathrow… Read More

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

A travelling lifestyle is so easily romanticized as one which is luxurious or glamourous. Even I get caught up fantasizing about golden beach days, flitting across the beach in my designer bikini well-manicured and a much fitter form of myself. But the reality is that the travelling lifestyle is about as unglamorous as it gets. Days without showers, the bare minimum beauty products (if any at all!), persistent issues requiring the banos… Read More

In my early 20’s I was sure I had my life all mapped out. By the age of 30 I was going to have made my way to the top of the Alfred Hospital’s Dietetic Department, be well and truly married and about to pop out a baby or two. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that nearing 30 (OK so I am 29 this year) I would be… Read More