I don’t know what I was expecting…but it wasn’t a city that looked like it had stepped out of a fairytale.
“Lick the walls,” Our guide instructed.
We looked at each other apprehensively. Was she having us on? Should we play the part of dumb tourists?
We licked them. They were salty. Obviously.
Continue reading “Wieliczka Salt Mine, Poland”
Well, it has been a year and I don’t know where to start, although I guess the beginning is as good a place as any. I’m warning you now though…this post is going to be long. Very long! I have the entirity of 2017 to get through and I did a lot of stuff, so settle in…
“France is so romantic,” everyone tells you before you begin travelling.
Paris is pretty and Nice is, well, nice. However the people that tell you that France is one of the most romantic places in Europe clearly haven’t been to Italy.
Before backpacking, I was kind of a control-freak with an addiction to being organised and on time. What am I now? I doubt my control-freak tendancies have completely disappeared, but I have changed a lot this year.
Here are some eight things I learnt about myself and life from backpacking Europe. Continue reading “Eight things I learnt backpacking Europe”
We had heard the rumours about the famed custard tarts, or Pastéis de Belém in Belém, Portugal. We had to see if they were true! Continue reading “Following the (food) rumours to Belém”