Last weekend my boyfriend and I were discussing the possibility of going to Switzerland with his family in the summer. The conversation turned to the walks we could take in the mountains when my boyfriend casually remarked, 'that will be easy for Steph, she's walked up Mount Kenya.' My heart raced. Had I climbed as high as the mountains in Switzerland? Was I soon going to look incredibly stupid?
It’s been almost a year since we visited St Lucia - a place of palm trees and sandy beaches, where we went to street parties with the locals, and SUP'd in the rain. But I’ve started thinking back to one journey in particular; to Pigeon Island.
There’s nothing worse than an overcrowded beach where you’re fighting for your own space of sand. But an idyllic village tucked away, or a quiet cove which only the locals know about, is a tiny bit of heaven...
There’s been a deafening silence on this blog lately caused by a number of reasons. Firstly, my workplace has been manic. Last month I spent a lot of time away from home, worked a lot of long days and felt so tired, I thought I’d never get enough sleep again. I also spent a bit … Continue reading Caribbean Chill: In which I learn to SUP
In which I learn how to surf...for the very first time!