You’ve probably seen it in pictures, glistening and shining the sun.
For the past two months, I’ve been gradually making my way through four countries in the South of Europe: Croatia, Italy, Spain and Portugal.
Because I’ve clearly been having too much fun, I’m going to write about what route I took , and then in coming posts I’ll write about the twenty-four places (OMG!) themselves and do another blog on where I stayed in each place.
Continue reading “Two months of Europe in Summer”
When you’re travelling by yourself, it can be a little difficult to get photos of you.
As bad as it sounds, I was planning on skipping Málaga on my trip around Spain. Continue reading “Why I’m glad I didn’t skip Málaga”
It was two days before La Tomatina and I met two girls from Melbourne in my hostel in Valencia.
“We’re here to go to La Tomatina,” they explained, “but we really want to go to Requena for the ‘Water and Wine’ Festival”. Continue reading “Noche de la Zurra – Requena, Spain”
Please note: This post isn’t intended to fear monger or exaggerate what happened on the evening. This is intended as one, true story on an issue which often gets referred to in passing but often not in depth. These events are true and happened on a boring, summer’s Sunday night. I know that the tile is a bit click-baity but I’ve tried not to dramatise the events and just tell them as they happened. Continue reading “We almost got mugged in Milan”