I have always been a competitive sort of girl, I treated life like a game, exalting at every well placed roll and sulking in a corner if things went against me. Every aspect in my life was affected, I had to be first I had to be ahead of everyone else, even if always being… Continue reading Cliff hanger
It was dark outside, the bus station was almost empty and I had been waiting for hours on a hard metal chair in Armenia, Colombia. FARC rebels fighting in the south had led to the border being closed the past week and I had a flight from Quito, Ecuador that l had to be on in five… Continue reading Finding balance in the middle of the earth.
"Is it supposed to taste like that?" The man laughed as he cracked open another oyster with his knife. His hands worked skillfully almost sensually as he twisted the blade at the tip and gently prised them open. His wide smile and booming voice, alternated with the soft click and pop as he shucked oysters and… Continue reading Hooked on Howth
“Two for one dollar, three for one dollar, four for one dollar!” The little girl with her basket of postcards trailed imploringly behind me. When l shook my head she repeated her plea in German and then Spanish. She was one of the hundreds of children that wandered the temples of Angkor Wat. Built during the… Continue reading Friendship on the road
I had never heard of Salento before coming to Colombia until it was casually mentioned by other travelers. This mystical town in the southern hills with towering palm trees and lush forests. It just sounded like a dream, rolling coffee bean farms, horses and jeeps the only means of transport on the dirt trails, I… Continue reading What to do in Salento