Travelling was something I had always wanted to do from a young age. I was born with an innate desire to see the world. It was not passed down to me, and I grew up around people who didn't share the same passion. But at that young age, when I thought about travelling, I saw … Continue reading Brutal Truths About Solo Travel (From Someone Who Loves It)
After almost a decade living in the UK, I had only been to Manchester for work, leaving no room for exploration. This time around, my work commitment was on a Monday - which meant I could take the train from London early on Sunday and take advantage of the unreasonably sunny British Summer we're having … Continue reading A reflection on Manchester’s Industrial History
I've turned 33 in the past month - this means I've been solo travelling, technically, for 10 years. I was 23 when I moved to London having no idea how so many of my travel dreams would be actually coming true - out of hard work, sacrifice... but alas, it just made it all these … Continue reading How my travelling style changed from my early 20s to early 30s
“I’m easyyyyy….easy like a Sunday morning” sings Lionel Ritchie. My Sunday mornings are never easy. I make myself get off bed at the same time as the workday, get dressed, and go for a 45 minutes intense spin class at the gym. Even if I did a class on Saturday and if I’m planning to … Continue reading Yoshitomo Nara Exhibit & Personal Reflections
Over winter, everyone around me was falling ill, like a deck of cards after ending a Solitaire game. Everyone except me. Seemingly aggressive viruses were causing harsh colds and flus putting people to bed, forcing them to take a break from the constant, non-stop, hustle life in the city is. Every other year there is … Continue reading I prescribed myself a walk in Bushy Park
The Winged Bone 