Solo travel standstill

Apparently, exactly one year ago today I was in Bratislava all by my little old self. It’s just dawned on me that I haven’t actually been on a plane on my own since then. Yep, that’s right, with the exception of a couple of teeny tiny tripettes, my solitary sojourns have gone right up theContinue reading “Solo travel standstill”

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Making the most of Mostar

My nerves are in shitting shreds. What if I’ve not done my research properly and I’m not allowed in without a visa? What if they decide they don’t like the look of my fucking fugly face? What if I get kicked off the bus and left at the border all alone without my bag andContinue reading “Making the most of Mostar”

Kotor: Captivating, charming, crowded

From the moment my driver stopped the car and let me out at the Sea Gate, one of three entrances to its Old Town, I was stupefied by Kotor. And by the time I had been there only a few minutes I had decided that it was possibly the most beguiling city I’d ever beenContinue reading “Kotor: Captivating, charming, crowded”

Why I’m not afraid to be a tourist

As a long-term part-time traveller and moving in social media circles, albeit on the edge of them, I come across those oh-so-serious types all the time. “Be a traveller, not a tourist,” they declare.  “Get off the beaten path”. “Don’t follow the herd”.  “Do your own thing”. Blah, blah blah, blah, BLAH. Jesus, they needContinue reading “Why I’m not afraid to be a tourist”