‘So where are you from?’ the hostel receptionist asks. After seven hours of very little sleep on a terrifyingly bumpy sleeper bus, the quiet, calm reception area feels like a five-star hotel – except you need to pre-pay in not-too-crumpledRead more…
Hipster cafes are my haven
It’s 5pm and windy and overcast in Edinburgh. I’ve just clambered my way out of Waverly station, and the map on my phone tells me that it’s only a ten minute walk to my hostel, which is right near EdinburghRead more…
Escaping anxiety
Christmas in New York may be clichéd but it remains glorious. Holly wilting in the Australian summer can’t hold its own against Saks’ elaborate shop front displays that move and glimmer. Or twirling around the ice skating rink at RockefellerRead more…