Arctic Dreams: The Polar Bears of Churchill. PART I Dec 1, 2011
Arctic Dreams: The Polar Bears of Churchill. PART II Dec 8, 2011
Long-Haul Travel: A Frequent Flyer’s Survival Guide. PART I Feb 19, 2012
The Road Less Travelled Jan 27, 2012
Is this it? Discovering Yellowstone National Park Oct 8, 2011
No, I’m not at all done with talking about Italy but I thought I would mix it up a little, keep things interesting. Besides I am just too excited to keep it to myself any longer.
I am in Iceland!
This is a dream come true for me. Iceland has been on my travel radar for years and it’s still a little surreal that I am actually here.
“Pilgrimage? Hmm, that sounds like a lot of religious mumbo jumbo to me”
(I’m sure I’ve heard someone, somewhere say this)
It’s true, the idea of a pilgrimage is usually associated with a religious ritual or rite of passage: the pilgrimage to Mecca in Islam, the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem in Judaism and The Vatican in Catholicism.
But I am going to help myself to a little creative license here and suggest that any journey or travel can be considered a pilgrimage: and a non-religious one at that.
Even the name excites me. Iceland. A land of Ice.
I am told Iceland is a place that you fall blissfully in love with and keep returning to, again and again.
This tiny island that floats on the edge of the Arctic has intrigued me for years. Its vast open spaces; the rugged natural beauty; iceberg choked lakes; thundering waterfalls; the largest ice cap outside the north and south poles; the elusive northern lights…who wouldn’t be intrigued by Iceland?
But I never imagined going there alone.
Travelling is something I plan to do for years to come and having a home base in Australia means long-haul flights are an inevitable part of getting from A to B. Finding ways to cope became a priority for me a long time ago.
So what do I do to survive?
I’m not saying any of this going to make things awesome, but it could help to take the edge off a little. Read more
There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you. Something I’ve implied, alluded to, and made suggestive comments about on this blog…but I’ve never actually said the words out loud.
We’ve known each other a while now. I think it is time you knew the truth, so here goes….
Even thinking about the Camino de Santiago makes me almost fall over backwards in a rush to get my walking shoes on and go for a really long walk.
There was a time, not so long ago, when any mention I made of the Camino was received with a blank look:
“You know, that walk across the north of Spain.” = blank look.
“Ancient pilgrimage trail. 800 kilometers. Really long walk.” = blank look.
To me this question is a bit of a no-brainer. But this would be a very short post if I give you my never-fail solution first up. So sit back, relax and allow me to have a bit of a whine first…
I always feel a little miserable in that first few weeks of returning home from traveling. It’s only natural.
This is a guest post by Ian Williams.
Egypt is a wonderful country. It’s awash with ancient history, is home to some of the best holiday resorts anywhere in the world and has huge desert and underwater areas perfect for exploration.
But everyone does the same. Visitors flock to the pyramids, the Sphinx, cruise along the Nile or do a little diving beneath the surface of the Red Sea. This all sounds perfect and has the makings of a great holiday.
I’ve had such an incredible year and now 2012 is approaching so fast it’s making my head spin.
The first half of 2011 was pretty quiet for me on the travel front, but the second half certainly made up for that! I travelled to some of North America’s most spectacular places this year, I redesigned my blog and my readership has increased dramatically over the past six months. So thank you so much to all of you who have made that happen!
There were some very definite highlights from my travels, so these are the places and experiences that had special significance and are the best memories of my adventures in 2011.
It’s a traveller’s worst nightmare. Well, one of them at least.
Those huge red, flashing letters next to the departure time of your next flight have the power to rattle even the most frequent of flyers: CANCELLED. A delay is frustrating enough but you see ‘cancelled’ and your heart just sinks.
Arctic Dreams: The Polar Bears of Churchill. PART I Dec 1, 2011
Arctic Dreams: The Polar Bears of Churchill. PART II Dec 8, 2011
Long-Haul Travel: A Frequent Flyer’s Survival Guide. PART I Feb 19, 2012
The Road Less Travelled Jan 27, 2012
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