Three weeks ago I was approached to be a guest on a podcast series launching this summer. Naturally I screamed yes before actually thinking it through (and yes I am well aware that saying yes on impulse may one day be my downfall); but I was excited about the project and downright stoked to be…
Tag: Wanderlust
48 hours in Bangladesh
The last few months of my life have been a blur. A good blur. A great blur in fact. When you’re too busy living to blog regularly, what else could it be but great? Something great led me to book a 48 hour trip to Bangladesh. Fifteen wanderlust-adventuring personalities connected through ‘Trekk Up Dubai’ to…
Be wild and Rome
Any resident of Canada will tell you that travelling is a hassle. It’s far! Really far! Hop on a plane for 5 hours and guess what – chances are, you’ll still be in Canada! With that being said, one of the most convenient things about being based in Dubai is its proximity to so many places (most…
Oh-my, Oman!
I know I keep promising to write more, text more, call more, FaceTime more, etc, etc, etc. From the bottom of my heart I apologize to those of you I’ve been unable to keep in touch with. Life is chaotic in general. But throw in a new job; combine it with a new city; add 9…
Birds of a feather
When I made the decision to come to Dubai there was one specific friend I knew I had to talk to before discussing it without anyone else. Not only is he quite possibly the most likeminded/adventurous friend of mine; but he’s also the person who always seems to have the right answers when I need…
Get out of your own way
So an astounding number of people have been reading these posts and sending me messages. These messages fall into three categories: the “wow you’re so brave, I wish I could do that” messages. the “why on earth would you move to the Middle East” messages. the “how on earth are you affording this” messages. Firstly, you…
Helsinki, I’m into you
Of all the travel advice I’ve been given, the best thing I’ve been told is to be strategic about layovers. For years and years I avoided them (I mean, airlines give you that “direct flights only” box for a reason right?); however, being open to layovers and extending them to allow enough time to actually…
New year, new city, same me
I was extremely fortunate to be born into a family of travellers. I took my first passport photo at the ripe age of two weeks old; lived in six cities across North America and Europe before my 12th birthday; and attended thirteen schools before I turned 18. This has undoubtedly contributed to my innate inability to…
Scl Scn (Social Scene) 