The most recent Mama Mia movie inspired me to travel to Greece. Maybe inspired isn’t the right word here, more along the lines of started a small spark of intrigue that turned into a massive raging fire of longing by the end of the movie. I’m not sure what it was about this country that drew me in. Maybe it was the likeness to New Zealand. Maybe it was the atmosphere portrayed in the movie. Maybe it was Meryl Streep. Either way, for some reason I led myself to believe I would find true love on a Greek island, have a beautiful summer fling, and feed each other olives and dance on the sand in the moonlight. For this reason I put ‘sailing in Greece’ at the top of my bucket list. Greece for the above ... read more

I realise this is pushing it slightly for a travel blog, but I am going to come from the angle that this is what life is like living in London as a foreigner .. Also I am hoping to get a weekly blog from London and wherever my travels happen to take me on a Monday. From the amazing mind that brought you blogs from around the globe, I am presenting to you “Inappropriate Mondays”. Now this is my worldwide brainchild. A global invention. I came up with it today (Monday 8th April 2013) while my colleague and I were pulling funny faces at each other and sticking out our tongues. I feel that office life brings a certain level of mundane into our lives. I mean hand up who works in an office? If you ... read more

As soon as you tell people that you’re are going to Amsterdam, they all know why. Trying to tell them that you’re going for the architecture, or to immerse yourself in Dutch, or pick tulips is just fruitless. We all know that you’re going for one reason and one reason only. Everything else is secondary – a pleasant after thought. So let’s be honest with ourselves fellow travellers, we go to Amsterdam to be able to smoke/eat weed in public and not have an overwhelming wave of panicked terror every time you hear a noise and automatically assume it’s a policeman. The Red Light District is Amsterdam’s main pulling factor; housing anything and everything that any adult’s wicked side could dream of. It’s the ultimate adult’s playground. Swap slides for brownies, swings for the half naked ... read more

The Men that Don’t Fit in by Robert service There's A race of men that don't fit in, A race that can't stay still; So they break the hearts of kith and kin, And they roam the world at will. They range the field and they rove the flood, And they climb the mountain's crest; Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood, And they don't know how to rest. If they just went straight they might go far, They are strong and brave and true; But they're always tired of the things that are, And they want the strange and new. They say: "Could I find my proper groove, What a deep mark I would make!" So they chop and change, and each fresh move Is only a fresh mistake. And each forgets, as he ... read more