“You’re so brave.” That’s a comment I got a lot from people whenever they found out I was travelling alone. It’s not true though – I’m not braver than most, and sometimes I’m downright chicken – for example, I still don’t like trekking alone because I’m convinced I’ll get lost and I’m not sure I’m […]Read more "girl and going solo"
The story I wrote on visiting Colombia’s La Guajira region ran on Thursday, two days after I landed back home. Reading it and looking through my photos afresh brought about the predictable twinges of longing. Cabo de la Vela and Punta Gallinas are full-on experiences, where the environment – hot, harshly dazzling – makes itself […]Read more "la guajira steals your heart"
But try not to hurt yourself. I got to try out this maxim in Salento when I decided for some reason that downhill mountain biking was the best way to see giant wax palms, which are only found in a few places in Colombia and Peru (it’s Colombia’s national tree and can be found on […]Read more "do something that scares you a little "
Topknots on boys and girls. Talk of cocaine tours. Electronic music pulsing by the pool. I sat in my hostel in Santa Marta and thought, fuck it, let’s go somewhere else. I had come to Santa Marta after spending a few glorious days in Riohacha, Cabo de la Vela and Punta Gallinas. Sure, there […]Read more "running away to mompós"
My stories on Peru ran in TODAY earlier this week, and I guess you could call it a farewell note of sorts. Mountains and snow feel very far away as I explore Colombia’s Caribbean north, and I expect I’ll be missing them before long… Read the story here And read about my (mostly culinary) adventures […]Read more "high on peru"
I’m not much of a planner. I also tend to dawdle. The combination of these factors meant that I stayed in Cusco for nearly 2 weeks – which is the total length of the vacations of some people I met here. I didn’t think I would spend much time in Cusco. I had booked a […]Read more "how to never leave cusco"
Days turn into weeks. On this trip, I constantly astonish myself when I see the calendar – how is it the start of a new month already? When I was a child every hour of the day passed with absolute clarity and I felt every hour – afternoons were long and lazy; a month felt […]Read more "where has the time gone? "