From an early age I formed an association with Louis Armstrong’s version of La Vie en Rose and Paris. When I heard the song I would imagine myself walking the streets of Montmartre, going down into the Louvre and sitting on the lawn of the Eiffel Tower. Now having travelled to Paris multiple times the…
Sweat is dripping off my body, many rivers of it streaming into the sand. I lie on the beach, enviously watching the bathers enjoying the refreshing saltwater only ten metres from my feet. Suspicious individuals troll the beach as if looking for an unattended bag they can skilfully make their own, and I am too…
One of the most exciting mornings of my travel experience was the day I hopped into a rental car with my parents to head to Vancouver Island to kayak with orcas in Canada’s Johnstone Strait. There is never a dull moment driving through British Columbia towards Horseshoe Bay to catch the ferry across to Vancouver…
Lisbon is a vibrant city. From the moment I stepped foot off my train from Madrid, I experienced an instant burst of energy. I sensed the same energy pulse through all the other travellers, disembarking after the long overnight slog in uncomfortable seating for those who opted not to splurge the extra euros on a…
