WWOOFing at Barrow Castle in Bath, Somerset
WWOOFing at Barrow Castle
It’s to Belfast we’re goin’!
The city of Belfast is a bustling metropolis, with a blossoming tourist economy existing side-by-side with an undercurrent of social tensions. Many of you who read this will full well remember the years of violence known euphemistically as “The Troubles”. Although those are technically over, there are still strong feelings on either side of the... Continue Reading →
The Footsteps of Giants: Ireland’s North Coast
Trekking across the Northern Irish Coast - from Giant's to Ruins
WWOOFing at Huntley B&B
When I told people that we would be WWOOFing during our year abroad, I got a lot of different reactions. “That’s really cool!” “You’ll be in the middle of nowhere.” “What a neat idea to travel cheaply!” “You’ll be exploited as slave labor.” “I bet you’ll learn a ton!” “It was nice knowing you.” “WWOOF”... Continue Reading →
The Art of Glasgow
The train ride to Glasgow from Edinburgh is just under an hour, so even if you don’t plan on going to Glasgow while in Scotland, there really is no excuse not to fit it in. Glasgow has a very different vibe from Edinburgh, making it well worth the visit. It’s a city known for its... Continue Reading →
Arthur’s Seat and Salisbury Crags
Just as Edinburgh Castle looms over the Royal Mile, the same can be said of the hills Arthur’s Seat and Salisbury Crags over Edinburgh. Arthur’s Seat is the largest of a set of peaks in Holyrood Park, Salisbury Crags being its smaller sibling. Bereft of tall trees, they look majestic any way the sun hits... Continue Reading →
And Then I Lost My Heart to Edinburgh
We left London on September 27, boarding a train at King’s Cross Station. Trains in Europe will never cease to amaze me because - get this - they’re on time. To the minute. Again, maybe this is the jaded DC metro rider talking, but I can’t get enough of it. Our train took us across... Continue Reading →
A Taste of Life in Abbot’s Langley
We arrived into London Thursday night in the thick of rush hour. My first sight of London streets were the congested roads - cars and mopeds going every which way, pedestrians and cyclists dodging in between. We alighted at Victoria Coach Station, then clumsily made our way to Euston station where Clayton’s cousin would pick... Continue Reading →
Fish and Chips and Witty Quips: Three Days in London
London is busy. Large. Historic. Complicated. Expensive. London is… impossible to capture in one word. Strangely, it is also the overseas city I have felt the most foreign in, despite understanding the language. Clayton and I spent three days in Central London, seeing all that we could in a shorter amount of time. Although we... Continue Reading →
