Don’t be afraid to walk alone. Don’t be afraid to like it.

I board the bus and I greet the driver. “Good morning,”, I say, giving him my brightest smile.  “I’m going to Balmedie, please”. He smiles back and then winks at me. “That’s a coincidence! So am I.”

Passport panic!

So where was I?  Oh yes… I’M DUE TO GET ON A FLIGHT HOME IN EIGHT HOURS’ TIME AND I HAVE NO PISSING PASSPORT. Uttering more expletives than the beginning of Four Weddings and a Funeral I tip my room upside down one last time before resigning myself to the fact that it has goneContinue reading “Passport panic!”

Horror in Hungary – a first-hand experience

Prologue:  Three years ago today I was in Budapest and I experienced this situation first hand.  It remains the single most horrific thing I have ever witnessed when travelling.  That night I wrote this piece.  It’s as relevant today as it was then, if not more so. Rewind 36 months…

Cologne Cheekend

I’m not usually one for travelling much during the Summer.  It’s too hot, it’s too busy and it’s far too fucking expensive. But having been a big fat bridesmaid at my brother’s wedding in June, which took up a large amount of my time and money, the thought of April to September without going anywhere wasContinue reading “Cologne Cheekend”