About this blog
-Travelling for me is all about learning new things, about myself, about other people and about the world. I am an apprentice and the world is my teacher! -
(I am aware how corny that sounds.) I am currently travelling the world. I have had many, many adventures so far. From runs-ins with Israeli border guards, sleeping in minefields, being attacked by a pack of jackals, car accidents on remote mountain roads, attempted armed robberies and even a romantic honeymoon on the Nile. I have also spent a lot of time very, very, very lost. It seems a shame to not share some of these experiences and my observations of the world, with the world. The brief story so far: I began in the UK where I spent several months hibernating in the cold confines of my UNI which was buried deeply in a remote corner of the Midlands. During my mid-semester break, I travelled through Spain across the Straits of Gibraltar to North Africa. After returning to the UK and enduring another month of UNI and exams I flew to Israel, then Turkey and now finally, as I write this, I am listening to the Ramadan celebrations in Egypt (imagine being in an oven, with the gunshot crack of homemade fireworks deafening you, hungry drivers hurrying to get home for Iftar, leaning heavily on their car horns. In the background, the wailing call to prayer ebbs and flows on the slight breeze. It reminds me of a school lunch bell, the faithful can now eat!) At the end of July I will fly to New Delhi for an internship with a human rights NGO. And from there? Who knows! |
The brief story so far: I began in the UK where I spent several months hibernating in the cold confines of my UNI which was buried deeply in a remote corner of the Midlands. During my mid-semester break, I travelled through Spain across the Straits of Gibraltar to North Africa. After returning to the UK and enduring another month of UNI and exams I flew to Israel, then Turkey and now finally, as I write this, I am listening to the Ramadan celebrations in Egypt (think a blazingly hot wall of homemade fireworks, car horns lent heavily upon and the waling Islamic call to prayer). At the end of July I will fly to New Delhi for an internship with a human rights NGO.
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