South America 2016: Why End in Cusco?

After much deliberation I decided to cut this trip 6 months short, and have booked a flight home right in time for NYE. Why on earth did I do that? Well…

Back when I posted last, my head was in a bit of a mess. The dilemma of to go home or not to go home was driving me up the wall. On the one hand I knew that financially I couldn’t stretch my wallet much longer, and on the other I felt that to give up so easily would mean that I’d somehow failed as a traveller. Eventually I set all my options out on the table and took a good hard look at what I was doing, and it turned out my woes boiled down to more than just a dwindling bank account…

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Throwback: Beijing 2011

In my last entry I wrote about how this school trip ignited my passion for travel. Here is the original blog post, written 5 and a half years ago on my old blog – Nobodysaknowitall. As much as the my little opinionated digs make me blush today, I have refrained from editing or deleting any of my original musings to give you a true insight into the very critical and inquisitive 17 year old me…

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REVIEW: Life as an Au Pair

My 10 months as an Au Pair have ended, and although overall I’d say it was a positive experience, as with any job it did not come without its nuisances and disappointments. Here is my very honest review of those ups and downs, what I think when I look now at the aupairworld.com website that first drew me to au pairing in the first place, and my advice for those thinking of giving it a go themselves… Beware, it’s a long’n!

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Interrail, Summer 2012

Barcelona > Pamplona > Barcelona > Paris > Lille > Frankfurt > Berne > Geneva > Verona > Rome.

It was my first backpacking experience, and unsurprisingly it consisted of many ups and downs. I saw 9 cities over two and a half weeks; some I’d been desperate to see for years, and other’s that had never crossed my mind until they appeared to be logical stopovers between long train journeys. All in all I have mostly fond memories of those 17 days, so nearly 3 years later I’ve finally decided to get on and write about it…

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