I left Montevideo in the early morning. The flat sheen of water was pale blue beneath the smog of the city. The bay was peppered with...

From Colonia, I travelled on to the capital Montevideo. I arrived at Tres Cruces terminal as the sun was setting. The buildings were...

Sitting in a quiet ice cream parlour on the outskirts of Buenos Aires in the growing dark, with no internet access, imperfect Spanish and...

My trip into Uruguay began by running across the border to board the ferry just as it pulled up the gangplank. I had been delayed...

Eskdale is quiet. Even for the Lake district. I’ve been midweek to various parts of the Lakes and never found such wonderfully deserted...

Amsterdam is an odd mixture of modern and old-fashioned, the antiquated and futurist. There are obvious contrasts of course like that...

When one first steps into Venice, it seems like a fairy-tale world of its own. It appears glossily delicate as though it has been...

And so, we have reached the end of 3o wild days. I have really enjoyed refocusing my attention on local wildlife and the beauty of the...

I got up early this morning and walked through the deserted streets towards the Acropolis. The night before, a fellow hostel-goer had...

Day 15 was a nightmare of a travel day. Nightmarish because we were due to travel from Rio to Athens but there happened to be a train...

After all our travelling we decided to relax with a wild a meal out. We chose a pizza bar on the side of the road near the beach. It had...

We spent the day on a little gravelly beach swimming beside the mountains and the Rio-AntiRio bridge. #greece #wildflowers #travel...

Day 11 and 12 were wild travel days. We journeyed by trains to Bari, a city on the east coast of Italy. From the station, we walked down...