America, New York, Travel

Food, Glorious Food! 10 Places to Eat in NYC (That I wouldn’t have known about if it wasn’t for my pals)

Let's face it guys, New York is the city that never sleeps, and as such there are thousands and thousands of options for food across the island of Manhattan, let alone further afield into the outskirts of the city. Whilst this is no 'definitive guide'- I've visited NYC a few times, but by no means… Continue reading Food, Glorious Food! 10 Places to Eat in NYC (That I wouldn’t have known about if it wasn’t for my pals)

America, Arizona, Travel

The Journey to Tucson

Up until we reached Arizona, our time in the United States had seemed like a rather touristy affair. We'd spent three weeks in LA, San Francisco and Las Vegas, and even San Diego with its more laid-back attitude to life had a bit of a polished sheen to it. Knowing that we wanted to reach… Continue reading The Journey to Tucson

America, california, Travel

The Journey to San Francisco (or, the Coast Starlight is a magical name for a train)

We arose at the crack of dawn in our hostel in Downtown San Diego and walked to the train station in the pitch black darkness and pouring rain, which led me to the realization of two things. Firstly that my waterproof jacket was in actual fact not waterproof, and secondly that 6.30am is one of… Continue reading The Journey to San Francisco (or, the Coast Starlight is a magical name for a train)

America, california, Travel

Journey to L.A. : Saying Howdy to the US Border Control

So here it is, you guys: the beginning of the America trip, in all its glory. Neither me nor my boyf had ever even been on a long haul flight before, yet there we were, planning three months in America without much of an idea of a route other than that we were starting in… Continue reading Journey to L.A. : Saying Howdy to the US Border Control

America, california, Europe, Georgia, Life, Texas, Travel

The Art of Getting Lost 

Between the ages of approximately eight and fourteen, I was regularly made the Official Chief Navigator in my Dad's car. It was a job I took very seriously, because in those days my friends, GPS navigation was not a real thing; it was all about the A-Z Atlas. This was a job that involved real… Continue reading The Art of Getting Lost