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DAY 30: Mirma and the Cathedrals of the Sea
The scarlet red weals on my brother’s feet that had manifested overnight from the ice bath his feet had taken, made our course of action clear enough. There was no way we would be able to continue on today, tackling a whole 30 kilometres (18 Miles). Our Camino de SantiagoRead More
Moscow from a Teen’s Perspective
Today, everywhere we look, be it when surfing the internet, flicking through TV channels or watching a movie, we’re bound to come across that common image of the ‘average teen’. You know the one: The constantly annoyed expression, an oblivious nature to everything but the iPod, and earbuds, the passiveRead More
Moscow’s Hidden Stories
We skidded our way across the ice to the base of the towering sombre statues of Cyril and Methodius, the founding fathers of the Russian Cyrillic Alphabet. It was here at their stone feet that our free tour of Moscow was about to commence. Every place we go carries withRead More
The Five Hour Night: Our Embarkation to Australia
I can feel the adrenaline electrifying my skin as we pull into the rent-a-car carpark and step out into the chilling night air. It is only 7:30 pm on this Spanish night but the sun has long set, and it is only the glowing orange lights of Alicante Airport thatRead More
Aguilas – An Ode to the Eagles of Spain
It is hard to believe that it has been over a year since we first arrived in our small town of Aguilas, Spain. I can remember opening the door to our apartment, eating our first meal underneath our roof and having that first sleep in our cosy beds as ifRead More
Cats, Columns and The Colosseum – A DAY IN ROME
Welcome to Rome I stepped out of the arrivals terminal and was greeted by a swish of the cool breeze that also carried a cloud of rapid-fire Italian. Stepping lightly past a young couple muttering into a map, I checked the time: 11:00 pm. “Figures,” I sighed. Rewind about forty-five
My Parisian Debut – Midday to Midnight from a First Timer’s Perspective
The clock had just struck noon as we stepped out of our Parisian apartment and began our stroll towards the Metro station. The sun was glowing, high in the sky while light, warm winds played through the tops of trees that lined the city boulevards. We were late. Our plansRead More
Bordeaux, The Pearl of Aquitaine
The wind rustled through my hair as we began to cross the famous Pont de Pierre of Bordeaux. My head was throbbing, whirling through a world of its own, thrilled! Two hours earlier we had crossed the border from Spain to France, rumbling across the bumpy tar road in ourRead More
