"The sight of the world put mad ideas into me; as if I could wander away, wander for ever, see strange and beautiful things, one after the other."
~ CS Lewis
Big fan of casually sauntering about the planet. Travel junkie, thumb-war champion, blanket-fort specialist and usually homeless. Perogie enthusiast with a love of teaching and a passion for reducing child mortality in the developing world. Lifelong Canucks fan, lover of the outdoors and all things active. Sleeping-in-airports aficionado. Exploring the curious corners of planet earth with a backpack and a sense of humour! Born and raised in Vancouver, Canada, I've been making bad decisions on the road since 2009.
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Coast to Coast in 13 Days: The Final Push Across England
04 October 2011 7:34 AM | 42 Comments
The Legend of Lake Baikal: Waters of Supernatural Power
06 August 2011 5:47 PM | 16 Comments
10 Benefits of Traveling Solo
22 July 2011 12:49 AM | 56 Comments
Head Soccer. Or, soccer with heads. Another reason why Korea is awesome.
26 April 2010 12:47 PM | 35 Comments
Spaghetti on my Pizza & Intestines in my Soup: Korean Food Fails
14 April 2010 2:42 PM | 9 Comments
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Warsaw for the win.
25 September 2014 10:38 AM | 4 Comments
A Welsh-English Camper-Van New Years.
03 August 2014 11:47 PM | 4 Comments
Bussing from Vilnius to Warsaw
25 March 2013 7:01 PM | 10 Comments
On Meat & Onions and Castles on Lakes: Finding Trakai Castle, Lithuania
08 January 2013 9:01 PM | 5 Comments
Onwards, to Lithuania!
19 August 2012 12:55 AM | 17 Comments
Daytrip from Seoul: Boarding a Ferry on Chungju Lake
Ding Dong Dunk and Other Reasons I’ll Never Drink Lao Khao Again.
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So let’s just pick up where we left off, shall we?
Since my day-to-day life right now is about as exciting as finding old nacho chips under your couch cushion, let’s talk about my bus trip to Poland. Because Poland, for me, was one of the most unexpected gems I’ve ever happened upon.
I don’t know about you, but I love me a good castle. So let’s talk castles.
So instead of flying to London, I seem to have found myself on the way to Lithuania instead. Life, my friends, is rad like that.
Sometimes the biggest adventure does not involve booking a flight and leaving. Sometimes the biggest adventure involves staying exactly where you are.
Out of the blackness emerge a dozen men, eight who are brandishing a heavy raft piled high with cuts of timber. Another three carry ten-foot flagpoles; a torch is borne by the final man, flames leaping.
A street sign reads “Skunu iela” and an Audi A6 with Latvian plates is parked at the corner. The maroon and white of the Latvian flag waves sedately in the thin November breeze.
Holy smokes. We made it. We actually made it. And we’re both still alive, to boot.
Posted on October 14, 2011 | No CommentsWe were almost condemned to an eternity of leopard-print and bed lice.
Posted on October 11, 2011 | 26 CommentsI haven't been home for Thanksgiving in three years, but this is the first year I'm actually spending it alone. That's okay, though, because it gives me time to reflect on the things I'm truly thankful for!
Posted on October 6, 2011 | 24 CommentsEver wondered what it's like to live in a Turkish village? No, neither had I. But I'll show you around my apartment anyway!
Posted on October 4, 2011 | 42 CommentsHey Kristina. I have an idea. Why don't you go ahead and walk across England?
Posted on September 29, 2011 | 2 CommentsThis picture was taken in August 2011 on my last day of teaching at the Choongsung English School in South Korea. I’m with 6 year-old Yena, one of the precious 14 children I had the pleasure of having in my kindergarten class this year (and also one of my young hockey gurus! ;) ) I miss the little rascal!
Posted on September 15, 2011 | 7 CommentsWith nearly 200 miles of walking over the mountains of England, my parents and I are attempting to hike Wainwright's Coast to Coast trail in 13 days. Today, we reached the halfway point!
Posted on September 15, 2011 | 8 CommentsOver centuries, people have carefully built terraces on the rugged, steep landscape right up to the cliffs that overlook the sea. Cinque Terre consists of 5 tiny villages on the northwest coast of Italy. Part of the charm is the lack of visible corporate development, and though this area was swarming with tourists, it was by far one of my favourite places in all of […]
Posted on September 12, 2011 | 13 CommentsToday marks a rather interesting milestone for me. I have officially travelled for 10 months without paying for a single night of accommodation! Go me. Here's how I've done it.
Posted on September 8, 2011 | 11 Comments36,146 steps to Cockermouth. At least that's what the guy at the bar says.