You don’t pack up and leave your home and everything you’ve ever known behind you without learning a few things along the way. The ever-challenging and eye opening daily adventure that is “the road” is constantly equipping me with further life skills and shaping the person I am. I am a more confident and less … More Things Travel Has Taught Me
Climb Mt.Kinabalu. On my bucket list since I started planning this trip and booked in to volunteer at Sepilok 24 months ago. Climb Mt.Kinabalu. Easier said than done. We booked our climb through Jungle Jack; basic backpacker accommodation in the form of containers, with the friendliest owner who sorts out your permit and a packed … More Climbing Mt.Kinabalu: Conquering a Beast
Rotation two! This means I am in with the babies!!!! Beautiful little balls of fur, cuddles, playtime and their little eyes looking up at me from those milk bottle feeds…. yeah right. In reality it was no cuddles (apart from carrying them to and from the play zone) for the same reason as the outdoor … More Rotation 2: Clinic
Today, I am only excited. Well, that’s a lie. Let’s say I am teetering the balance on the fence between fear and excitement, but today, three limbs are on the side of excited. If you read this blog you will know, this doesn’t happen often. Normally, I am panic, apprehension and over-analysis; feet firmly planted … More I Have Finally Found my Excitement
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
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…
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
Jet-setter Jones 