Fun fact: I have never gone to Germany on purpose. I’ve often ended up there because it’s in between other places, or because flying into Frankfurt was cheaper than flying into anywhere else, or for a work thing or a conference. But I’ve never really headed there just because I wanted to go there, and, […]
I’m something of a nomad. I’ve travelled to places that took my breath away and to places that horrified me. I’ve lost most of my belongings along the way. There are pieces of me all over the world, and there are pieces of it, in me.
Ryanair Roulette: kismet is my co-pilot
There are a lot of things I love about working remotely—a thing I’ve been doing for so long now I often forget that most people still have to be somewhere at a certain time every day. One of those things is the freedom to pack up at the drop of a hat and swan off […]
How I nearly died in the Himalayas
I went trekking in Nepal, and all I got was a swollen brain. Spoiler alert: I’m still alive. Luckily, I have friends who like me with a normal-sized brain.
A single white female in the Middle East
Travelling as a solo female isn’t as dangerous as people tend to make it out to be. But in this part of the world, I feel more vulnerable than I have anywhere else, and I’m not entirely sure I’m okay with it.
I came home; or, how giving up isn’t always giving in
Apparently, even I have my limits, but they aren’t as dramatic or as impressive as you might expect. Costa Rica, of all places, is where I finally broke down, and ran back home. Here’s why.
I love heels: confessions of a materialistic traveller
Once again, I’ve lost a whole pile of my things in a foreign country. But instead of this spurring me to reject materialism and all its perceived evils, I choose to embrace it.
How I fell off the face of the earth for six months (while proceeding to criss-cross it)
I’ve been so busy, I completely abandoned blog posts for six months. In that time, I went to ten different countries, bought a motorbike and learned to ride it, and made a few websites.
Point A to Point Z: the how-to of vagabond-working
People are always telling me how lucky I am to do what I do. A lot of it’s about luck, sure, but it’s also a lot of work. Here’s how I make it happen.
Between two continents and homes: doing the limbo in Istanbul
Feeling adrift in Istanbul, a city of minaret spires and sludgy coffee that spans two continents. More rambling on “home” when you’re a vagabond.
My night in a Thai jail, and other sordid tales of despair
How landed myself in a Thai jail and came out on top: more stories of stress and madness from one of the world’s hottest, maddest cities.