Back in November last year, I was lucky enough to be invited on a trip to Morocco to sample Intrepid Travel's new 'Premium' tour. I was there representing The Black Explorer magazine as one of their staff writers. https://www.instagram.com/p/Cd5gcSSIb81/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link You can now read the full story over on The Black Explorer website - HERE I'm… Continue reading Visiting Morocco with Intrepid on behalf of Black Explorer Magazine
Spanish hotels seem to be great for late check-out times, this one in Murcia let us stay until midday. We took full advantage of this with a lie-in, a leisurely breakfast, showers and getting all the online stuff done we needed to (checking in for flight, uploading photos to our instagram etc.) whilst we had… Continue reading Day 16 – The Last Day
Waking up on a deserted beach = Bliss. I had a morning swim and wash in the sea whilst O started the fire, then we swapped and I boiled some water for tea whilst O washed and swam. For breakfast we had our last two kiwis and dipped into our emergency peanuts and dark chocolate… Continue reading Day 11
I’ve been fighting some kind of illness (probably just the inevitable body adjusting to all the different germs after being isolated in the woods with the same people for a year) for a lot of this journey, which has made me extra sleepy (and I’m already pretty sleepy!). The mornings and evenings in particular, I… Continue reading Day 8
We woke up at 6:30 to a beautiful sunshiney morning. There had been a bit of rain and some patches of wind in the night, but our tarps had kept us well protected. It hadn’t been the most comfortable sleep of my life on the hard ground, but the cardboard cushioning had definitely helped and… Continue reading Day 2
One of the many wonderful things about hitchhiking somewhere is that it doesn’t matter if your plans change or you end up running late. This works well for me as after a year of living in the woods, my time keeping is particularly dubious! Last night, I had a Hello/Goodbye getogether on Brighton beach that… Continue reading Day 1
Ondra and I were feeling overwhelmed. We had both spent the last year in different alternate universes of some sort, and the shock of modern British life – the emphasis on earning and spending money, the disconnection from nature and each other, the constant onslaught of information, the depressing state of politics… etc. – was… Continue reading Day 0
(This blog was originally published on Pudding Shop - a blog for women who travel) Growing up in the depths of rural West Cornwall got me used to taking long journeys at an early age. When I was little, the journey to Plymouth felt like going abroad and London felt like visiting another planet. As a… Continue reading The thing with taking the scenic route…
Josephine Hall 