I arrived in Bangkok and was easily able to buy a very affordable Thai sim card, instantly rendering my iPhone usable in the taxi on the way to my accommodation. After the usual difficulty in finding the place and it not being immediately clear to me that we were in the right place when we… Read More Four nights in Bangkok
As I’m about to head on my next overseas adventure and am also revamping this blog, which involves reading through all my previous entries, I am reminded of all the important things I’ve learned on my travels so far and thought I would document them here.
Too few visitors to Australia bypass Perth due to its distance from the east coast. I can hardly blame them: despite being Australian I didn’t make it over until my 27th year. But for a relatively warm winter break, Perth was an ideal destination, and I can only imagine how lovely, hot and great for… Read More Perth, Australia
During the twelve hour overnight bus ride from Toronto to Chicago I received an email from mum which casually mentioned that my old friend Sophie, who was travelling around the US, might have been in Chicago about then. I sent her a Facebook message and fell asleep.
After a 12.5 hour bus ride from Toronto to New York – which left on time but still ended up being 1.5 hour late due to ‘traffic’ and ‘going through customs’, which I am sure would not be different from any other time – I finally arrived at 9th Avenue in New York at 9:30pm.
I arrived at another high quality hostel in Montreal in time to chime into the conversation of the two Australian guys and one Italian/Austrian/German lady in my room before sinking into another pleasant two hour nap. By this time an annoying head cold had come upon me, but it was not too dire.
Having almost certainly probably decided to suddenly change my whole plans and come back to Australia, I quit my job in order to make the most of my time left and booked three bursts of travel – Ottawa and Montreal, New York, and Chicago – so that each time I would be back in Toronto… Read More Our nation's capital (Ottawa)
I was girlishly emotional as the plane touched down in Toronto: I was finally where I had planned to be for so long and following so many travels. Those first two weeks at the Planet Traveler – also known as the best hostel in the world – were both incredibly stressful and incredibly exciting.
After about eleven hours of only slightly interupted sleep in the twenty-or-so bed dorm (people were mostly quiet, but the door slammed as people went in and out every five minutes or so for hours!), I rose for the walking tour that left from the hostel. A large number of hostellers were on this and… Read More London's calling at the end of the road
After a very early morning start in Paris to catch my plane to Dublin (I enjoyed a chat with three friendly Americans in the queue to board), I made it to the hotel via the easy shuttle bus. I was immediately impressed with the friendly locals – who speak English!