New Chapters Start Here. Journey One: Outbound. From LHR to BKK

I flew yesterday. No, Thursday. Somehow I have lost a day to crossed time zones. I flew the other day on my first big solo mission. On the 5 November I woke up at 0530am and could not breathe. The day consisted of panic, packing and a hangover that I did not deserve from the … More New Chapters Start Here. Journey One: Outbound. From LHR to BKK

Departure Day

I fly tomorrow. In exactly 24 hours. A little known fact: I have never been more scared about anything, ever. Itinerary: Take each event as it comes, do not think too far ahead. For now, I am just going to an airport………. Nothing scary about that.

Home-sweet-Home?

So I moved in with a child. Why?! You might ask. Because location was class, rent was a steal and it’s only for two months. Why?! I am asking. Repeatedly. I am terrible with children. I totally underestimated how hard it would be and how I would have to compromise my personal and social life … More Home-sweet-Home?

August

This post was initially called “May” and was to be about how quickly 2015 is going and how much I had to squeeze into my remaining six months in the UK. It has been sitting in my drafts since then. Well, those three months literally flew by and now I am three months from departure … More August

A Change of Plan…

For the longest time I didn’t want to tell you, I have decided to re-plan my route. Initially, I was due to start in Japan: Tokyo to Kyoto, Okinawa, Osaka. Fly on to Seoul, South Korea and then to China. Spend a month in China, trekking the Great wall, perhaps even hit up Mongolia and … More A Change of Plan…

Street Smarts

After being followed home last night through my local part of Bristol by a man who kept apologising and insisting “he is a good guy” (somehow seems less sincere after you try to grab someone from behind who is minding their own business walking home), I was sent into my old trusty default state of … More Street Smarts

The World is My Oyster

I arrived home from work this evening to find my brand new passport waiting for me. My ticket to adventure. My advance to go, collect £200 card. Freedom. I can’t wait for its crisp, new pages to be brimming with stamps; bent and broken-spined, like a well-loved book, my head swimming with the memories and the exhilaration … More The World is My Oyster