My lungs reduced to waterballoons. Calves set on fire. Flecks of snow turned to stray sparks across the skin. The wind icing my bones. The euphoria of looking out from flying lands. Beds of moss abounding. The sun a welcome friend checking in. Sips of water tickling my throat. Some harsh hiking this time around. Continue reading “Highland Hiking: Loch Brandy”
I marched to the nearest place to sit, the concrete biting my spine as I collapsed on the back steps of the mall. Clutching my knees as I fought back the tears threatening to spring free I looked up at the dying sunlight feebly reaching over nearby buildings.
“I just, I ju-sometimes I feel trapped!” I sputtered.
“There’s so much I want to see! So much of the world I NEED to see!”
I glanced at J who’d quietly settled down beside me. Behind a curtain of curls she whispered, “so you want to leave me?”
Don’t volunteer abroad because you have time during a gap year.
Don’t volunteer abroad because you want to build your CV.
Don’t volunteer abroad because you want to travel too.
Why volunteering abroad is largely nonsense. Continue reading “Volunteering abroad: a message to youth”
Wobbling slightly on tiptoes I lifted my head as high as possible to take in the sight before me. The street stretched wide ahead and narrowed to my left. On the walls of stout harbour homes a glow grew in strength and height. It slid across the white walls, heralding the arrival of the Stovehaven Fireball Swingers. Continue reading “Stonehaven Fireball Swingers: Hogmanay”
“I’m going to take a shot and label it One Hour Later,” I joked as I lifted my camera over the chattering, shuffling crowd. I nervously glanced at my friend, an international student studying in Glasgow, to see if my wry humour was helping break up the wait. I knew we’d have to stand around a bit between getting our ticket, then our torch and finding a good spot in the torchlight procession… but I’d imagined an hour of relaxed banter interluded by munching savoury, greasy food in the comfort of a booth in one of the many pubs lining the Royal Mile of Edinburgh. Like last year. As a newly minted veteran I’d felt prepared. But this event was a whole different beast altogether.
I think deep down transportation has always been my favourite aspect of travelling. My earliest travel memories are of the looming noses of planes, little windows with atmospheric wonders, cars — a constant from home — rumbling along through alien landscapes and subway trains being spit out of tunnels. When I think of Bangkok, motorcycle taxies — the little worker-ants of the city — often surface in my memories. However, after exploring the National Museum of Royal Barges my imagination has been chewing on thoughts of parading down the rivers surrounded by the golden boats of the kingdom. Continue reading “National Museum of Royal Barges: Bangkok, Thailand”
Hi guys! As it’s International Photography Day today I thought I’d put together an impromtu collection of my 20 favourite pics from my travels! Let me know if you have a favourite and I’ll send you a high resolution version of it for your phone, homescreen or wall!
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It all started in the sleepy city of Kamloops, British Columbia, Canada in 2013. I was from Alberta and studying in B.C. meant a new world in my little small-town-girl head. For three years I enjoyed exploring the city, but I began to itch for something new. Bigger. Farther. Cheaper?
It was time to take off the training wheels.
I left for Thailand. Then I left for England. Then I left for Scotland. From each base of operations I explored the surrounding countries. It’s slow going, but it’s sustainable and I’m happy. My life has been one big adventure novel, with some ups and some downs!
I hope this website is an enjoyable, useful tool for you on your own journeys. Or perhaps it will inspire you to explore your own world—however big or small!
Remember, adventure is at your door. Go Greet It.
Noowwwww. Unless it’s like 5 am and there’s a volcano erupting nearby (but hey, if you’re a volcano expert with a zoom lens then don’t let the time stop you!).
If you have any questions, want to suggest a local event or simply must-have-that-fabulous-picture-for-your-desktop you can contact me through my twitter feed @doorsteptravel or my email firstname.lastname@example.org
Thanks for visiting!
And remember. There are times for beautiful pictures and there are times for terrible selfies!