I arrived in Reykjavik with a nasty cold and a sprained ankle. The cold had started a few days before, and whilst it was subsiding, my brain was still foggy and my breathing difficult. My ankle? I only have myself to blame. I have an uncanny ability to space out, which isn’t great when you … Continue reading Arrival in Iceland: exploring Reykjavik without breaking the wallet
"It's the Toblerone Mountain!!", I said, excitedly, with a childish grin stamped on my face, whilst my friend, an actual adult, held her 6 months old baby daughter, whilst her partner struggled to find the diapers. Who was the actual child in there? Jokes aside, I love that I can still feel excited and marvelled … Continue reading The day I saw the “Toblerone” Mountain
Let me tell you the story of the day I went to Chamonix and how two distant places became connected by an unfortunate loss that still haunts me. First, I have to tell you about a special purchase I made in Cusco. On my last morning there, I walked into a small jewelry shop. I … Continue reading Charming Chamonix and a personal little loss
I swear I went to the Rainbow Mountain with low expectations. I knew the photos we see online are heavily edited to boost colour saturation, so I had already toned down the vibrant hues one might wrongly expect from social media. But nothing prepared me for what I was actually about to find. Known as … Continue reading Snow on the Rainbow Mountain: 5,200 Metres of Cold, Awe, and Unexpected Magic
My poor body. For the past five days, it had held me steady and strong throughout the Salkantay Trek, with barely a complaint about the drastic changes in altitude and temperature, the lack of sleep, or the many kilometres of climbs and descents. I had been so proud of my limbs, my muscles. I knew … Continue reading Sacsayhuamán & Qorikancha: obligatory visits in Cusco (even with a cold)
