All posts tagged: Wanderlust

To the Seaside – A day trip to Brighton

Just a one hour train ride from London and the pebble beaches, carnival pier, and bustling lanes of Brighton provide the perfect city escape. I’ve done two separate day trips down to the coastal town, enjoying the sea breezes that one misses after being in the city for so long. What I love about Brighton is that it has the perfect mix of relaxed seaside vibes and cosmopolitan charm. The town is entirely walkable if you’ve got comfy shoes on, the beach is only ten minutes from the main train station and the rest of the town’s attraction are all within 5-15 minutes of one another. The North Laine area is my favourite place to wander around, with unique cafes and eateries spilling on to the streets and a festival-like spirit in the air. Charming vintage and homeware shops are on every corner and it’s easy to just spend a few hours slowly ambling around the streets. The Royal Pavilion with its beautiful regency architecture is another must see as well as the famous Brighton …

Let’s catch up

Well hi there. It’s certainly been a while hasn’t it. It’s time for that typically cliched post about why this little internet space has been neglected, and I could go on and on giving multiple excuses. But really, life just got in the way. Time has passed quickly, I kept putting off writing that post about that place I went or this thing that I did, I worked, I saw friends, I did absolutely nothing on some days too. And that’s just life isn’t it. Suddenly it’s the end of February 2016, 10 months since I left home, and I look back and realise I haven’t got any posts on this blog to show everything that’s happened since then. Because my oh my a lot has happened. So that’s what I’m going to do, start documenting it all, just like I always wanted to. I live in London. I guess that’s the crux of it all. Leaving the little bubble of Adelaide and my comfortable existence among family and close friends was one giant leap of faith, naivety …

To the islands. First, Mykonos!

Blue and White. There’s a reason these are the colours of the Greek flag, because Greece is blue and white. Particularly the Cyclades, and most certainly Mykonos. Crystal clear water, white houses with blue shutters and window boxes spilling with blooms, white crazy-patterned pavements, and picturesque churches around every bend. If you’re going to make the trip, head there in the shoulder season months of April, May, September and October. It’s warm but not stifling hot, prices are cheaper, and it’s not as busy but everything is still open after shutting down over the winter. It’s also a more relaxed, local atmosphere as opposed to the high-rolling glitterati that descend during high season. We spent one day strolling through Mykonos town exploring Little Venice and the shops that spill onto the lanes. We wandered along the beach, ate gelati, ate gyros, and then wandered around some more. It was a hard day, very strenuous.     On our second day we hired a quad-bike, which started some kind of tradition as we did it on each of …

The ancient city of Athens

The Acropolis stands over the city of Athens as a lasting symbol of its past. Because everything about Athens is its history. The birthplace of democracy, Aristotle, Plato, and civilisation as we know it is because of Ancient Greece and its capital Athens. I’m not lying when I say that I left Athens after barely two days feeling smarter, and more appreciative and understanding of history. Some fun facts: A misconception that I was guilty of thinking (and let’s not judge if you knew better), but the Acropolis is not the beautiful temple sitting on top of the rock, it is the rock. The word Acropolis means highest, outermost (acro) point of the  city (polis) which is typically chosen as a point of defence. The most commonly photographed temple atop the Acropolis is the Parthenon, which was first built as a temple to the goddess of Athena, the city’s patron. The official distance of a marathon (42.195km) is the distance a soldier had to run to Athens in his full armour to relay the result of …

Istanbul, where East meets West.

A sea of tulips in front on the Blue Mosque in Sultanahmet; markets bustling with bodies as the aromas of spices fill the air; smiling faces standing outside restaurants ushering you in to sample their meals; stray cats and dogs milling on the streets in search of the scraps given by kind locals; cobblestone pathways winding through the streets that are lined with cramped buildings. These are the images that come to mind when I recall my time spent in Istanbul, the city where the East and West meet. Filled with culture, history, religion, and delicious food, my time in Istanbul was fleeting. Four days felt like a long time to spend there, but when I think of the sheer expanse of this city compared with what we saw, we only scratched the surface. The Blue Mosque, Hagia Sofia, the Grand Bazaar and the Topkapi Palace Gardens were all on the to-do list. The mosques were stunning with their intricate mosaic walls and ceilings, and the gardens surrounding them flooded with tulips in full bloom. …