So, see ya 2014. I’ve just come back from taking my boyfriend to the airport so he can return to the States, and now the last whirlwind of the year – including Barcelona, Iceland and Christmas in the space of about 2 weeks – seems to be dying down. I’m very ready to end 2014, … Continue reading
It’s going down. It’s about to get real competitive here, guys. It’s time. USA vs Canada… which is more attractive? Ding ding! …Ok, so I don’t really like plotting countries against each other in some weird old school boxing match scenario. Each country is amazing in its own unique way (aw). Having spent some time … Continue reading
I’ve started writing this as I fly 39996 feet in the air back from Boston, the clouds beneath me mapped out like their own world atlas. Four hours in, I’m still grateful to the flight attendant who noticed I had a middle seat and switched me to a window just before boarding the plane. That, … Continue reading
As you may know, I recently went on a trip starting in Vancouver, Canada, travelling down to San Francisco, USA. We covered a lot, from ziplining on Grouse Mountain to perilous (kind of) hikes to waterfalls in Oregon and skydiving in California. We even saw a couple of Orcas on the way… There’s a lot … Continue reading
“It’s like riding a bike”, they say. It’s a common phrase, one I’m sure we’ve all heard and perhaps used. But until recently, I never really criticised the message behind it. Let me explain. When I was younger, my dad and I would go for bike rides around our local park. All was well, but … Continue reading
Just outside Steveston Village, south of Vancouver, I sat in a zodiac boat full of 12 people looking for Orcas. I was aprehensive that we wouldn’t see any, telling my boyfriend Alan that if we did see some, I’d cry, and if we didn’t, the result would be the same (he hoped we would so … Continue reading
I got out of the airport around 12:30pm, happily greeted my boyfriend I hadn’t seen in 3 months, then we were off. We didn’t have much time: we had to be up Grouse Mountain and ziplining by 4pm. Perhaps it was a tad silly – or, plain stupid – to organise something so soon after … Continue reading
It was my first destination of the west coast. I had heard all about the different, laidback atmosphere. And best of all, Vancouver would be made up of my favourite things: a city with beaches and surrounding stunning scenery (mountains in this case). I’ve always had a thing for cities with dramatic backdrops. Rio de … Continue reading
It’s less than one month until my west coast Canada/USA trip. Not that I’m counting or anything. I threw a lot of possibilities out there in my previous post when I announced the trip, but things are coming together now and I wanted to let you in on what I’ll be getting up to… Days … Continue reading
Cities are like relationships. I meet a place, get some first impressions – like I would a boy. I get to know a place, get some surprises or confirm my thoughts – like I would a boy. And just like I’ve gone and go through highs and lows with my personal relationships with boyfriends past … Continue reading
Kirst over the World 