By ‘part 6’ I mean ‘for the 6th time’ since I left university in 2013. I am composing this post from my new, ensuite, loft bedroom in Peterborough, England. Wait… what? For those that aren’t up to date… China ended on a somewhat bad note, and I returned home to the UK in November 2016 […]Read more "Moving Out of Mum and Dad’s (Part 6): Another curve ball"
Surprise. I mean given my last blog post I guess it’s not really surprising that I’ve returned to England. My job wasn’t working out for me and China was aggressively getting on my tits on a daily basis. Yes, I might have left on a particularly shitty note; storming out of the office whilst demanding […]Read more "China #3: The Land of I don’t care, I want to go home… Huzhou, China to London, England"
PIS (acronym) meaning persistent irritating situations * patented by me and not to be confused with actual piss (though the boot fits). Remember those free range chickens? Well, I’ve not seen them since that day I visited the new apartment… a whole month ago. So I’m going to assume they’ve been eaten. Either by neighbours […]Read more "China #2: The Land of PIS (and all things shit)… Huzhou"
It’s been a month already guys! On 30th August 2016 I began my mammoth journey to China. It took about 2 days (factoring in the time differences), 2 planes, 1 bus and 2 taxis. It also included a hotel stay in Tianjin where I enjoyed all you can eat beef noodles for breakfast. Once again, […]Read more "China #1: The land of E-bikes… Huzhou & Hangzhou"
I don’t ever remember summer in England being this damn HOT! Of course, it helps that I didn’t experience much of a summer last year, accidentally swapping out my regular mid year sunshine for rainy days in Adelaide. I’d already completed the hard graft of landing my next job before arriving back in the UK, […]Read more "British Summer Time"
On a dark, dark day in a dark, dark city there was a girl, dressed in dark, dark clothes. Like, literally… In all black. It was raining, and raining and just when I thought it couldn’t rain anymore, it did. So instead of shlepping around, lost in said rain, I devised a special tour of […]Read more "The Grim History Tour of Saint Petersburg, Russia"
Hermitage? Nah. Peterhof? Too lazy. Canal tour? Nope. What exactly did I do with my three days in Saint Petersburg? Okay, so I ate a lot. And I walked a lot… but not in parks; Mostly just around run down industrial areas in the rain. And I saw some raccoons and owls and dire wolves… […]Read more "The Anti-Sightseeing Travel Blogger… Saint Petersburg, Russia"