New Orleans is a city that pulses with energy, exuding life and supreme coolness with every southern-soaked beat. Me and my friend Hayley based ourselves at the India House Hostel for our stay – a decision fuelled by wanting to make the trip as cheap as possible, rather than because of the luxury it offered, but it actually turned out to be a great choice. With a large communal area, swimming pool and brilliantly greasy, good-value breakfast, it was a really sociable place, where pre-drinking around the large picnic-bench style tables meant you met other travellers easily. Unbeknownst to...Read More
Whether they come originated in Greenland or the Arctic, these 10,000- to 25,000-year old massive chunks of ice have been calved off into the North Atlantic as the edges of the glaciers move into the ocean. Once afloat, they begin their journey south making their way to the Labrador Current. Sadly, once this journey begins they will rarely last one year. Here are some facts about icebergs: They float at speeds from 0.7 km/h to 3.6 km/h because they are fresh water. The salt water of the oceans make icebergs buoyant. The part we see is actually only 10-20...Read More
The Queen Mary arrived in Long Beach, California in December 1967. She was put into dry dock for four years whilst being converted in to a hotel. But, for now, let me tell you a bit of her history. Cunard launched The Queen Mary in 1936, her maiden voyage was from Southampton to New York on the 27th May; approximately 250,000 people turned out to see her leave, lining the docks and banks of Southampton Water. In total she made 1001 crossings of the Atlantic Ocean. During World War 11 The Queen Mary was requisitioned. She was berthed in...Read More
The buggy is flying across the sand, the speed is such that we barely touch the surface. The warm desert air whirs around my head and my knuckles whiten as we suddenly get thrown back against our plastic seats, climbing up an impossibly steep ascent at frightening pace. The edge of the sand-mountain comes closer and closer and I can’t see what’s on the other side but the buggy doesn’t slow down. We hurtle recklessly towards it. My stomach drops and my eyes shut as we career over the edge into a seeming abyss, plunging down a near-vertical drop....Read More
In my previous blog about the Salkantay Trek – the arduous but amazing walk to Machu Picchu – I said that Machu Picchu deserved a blog in its own right and it does… so here it is. Any photographic preconceptions of Machu Picchu don’t do justice to the sheer majesty of the ancient city, set high up in the cloud-covered peaks of Peru. Tumbling agricultural terraces are jewel-bright green, clinging to the edge of the mountain as lamas graze on them and Incan temples are a historian’s delight. The one hour guided tour at the beginning of our day...Read More
I am very fortunate to live in Newfoundland. I’m surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean with miles and miles of wilderness to discover. One of the trail systems I have been exploring is called The East Coast Trail (ECT). This past weekend, I spent an hour exploring the Half-Moon Brook area nestled between Flatrock and Pouch Cove. The blue skies were calling me out of my condo. The clean, crisp air and constant sounds of waves crashing soon transported me to a place of tranquility and relaxation. Heaven on Earth! The East Coast Trail Association is a member-based, volunteer-driven non-profit...Read More
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