Cliches surrounding solo travel seem abundant at the moment, yet everyone I speak to about solo travelling says the same thing: ‘I wish I...

Delayed luggage led to another monumental panic attack and I’d be doing a disservice if I lied about what comes next.

Crete started with another issue with the hostel room, but ended with wishing I’d never left.

Pardon the Hesiod pun, but it makes me feel clever so I’m keeping it in.

Barcelona brings out the most intense parts of my personality, which is difficult when you’re trying to act like the ‘cool girl’ infront of

I wrote this piece for a travel writing competition and thought it was romantic enough to revive this little project. Welcome back x...