Julie Andrews Floating Down The River Gin

The majority of my friends, I couldn’t tell you where they came from. They were just there one day. I don’t remember the first words we said to each other, just one day they were attached to me for the rest of their lives, imprinted on my heart and trapped in my phone; those poor, […]

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Melons Travels: Basically a List of What I Ate in Bali

This is not your typical ‘where, when, how’ travel blog piece. This is where I tell you predominately how lazy I was, how much I ate and to let me gloat. Here I will also recommend places I liked, really good food, and accommodation I think is actually worth recommending. There will be sarcastic comments, realities, […]

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Babe, You Smell Like Biscuits

My money and also my moods, definitely hang Carrie Bradshaw-esq in my wardrobe and are literally nowhere else to be seen. My eBay account is in full, exuberant and constant use, that has transferred solidly to Australian orders, and I could build a sufficient yet colourful fort with the amount of shoes I have. I […]

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‘Is that a Nandos I see before me?’ The Homesick Dilemma

There are so many things I miss about home. Although travelling and being away is wonderful and illuminating, there are certain things that you cannot get, or are just not the same. The number one of those things being; Nandos. A ‘cheeky Nandos’ if you will. Apologies to friends and family; I love you all, […]

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An Overactive Imagination, an Overdraft and Ovaries

Does anyone have a crystal ball I can borrow? An official and certified future teller extraordinaire, such as Derick Acorah, Cilla Black or Jesus in a glassy ball? One of the Mystic Meg variety that is going to tell me exactly what is going to happen in the future, on a daily if not hourly basis? […]

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The Rules of a Lackpacker

There is a super fun part of travelling. A subject so hushed up and silent that its existence becomes a secret. An essential part of the backpacking experience, the secret is shared by everyone with a rucksack the size of their body and the weight of a small wardrobe. By everyone who has tan that […]

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The Uncomfortable Risk-taker

When backpacking, or even generally in life, you will inevitably meet circumstances of spontaneity and risk that you either embrace whole heartedly, diving into the exciting attractions of that unknown abyss. Or you run, crying back to your capsule bed/comforting cocoon of stability and dressing gown of protection. These opportunities vary. Travellers examples range from […]

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The Intrepid Solo Traveller

So the crucial factor in any travelling situation, let alone in a solo one, is this; Do you, or do you not, go naked in the shower? Yes, there are cubicles with doors and locks, there is privacy, there are also people; everywhere. But a bikini dousing is not enough. You just cannot get clean like […]

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