Beautification was essential for the film festival and I certainly didn't mind being detained at Her Majesty's Pleasure, a chic, glass-fronted beauty parlour with the added bonus of a cafe and bar. I happily sipped on cocktails while my manicure and blowout were expertly executed.
Three months after returning from that trip in 2011, due to issues at work, I had a nervous breakdown and before I knew it, two years had disappeared from my life. Mum would come home from work expecting to find a body instead of a daughter.
So where is Réunion Island? It's in the Indian Ocean just East of Madagascar and is a department of France. It is home to 844,994 inhabitants from all different cultures, races, backgrounds and countries.
After five years, my disenchantment with a city I'd formerly loved became too powerful to overlook. London is a magical place, but it can also be fucking dismal, tense yet unfeeling, and rushed.
Swimming with dolphins tick, witnessing the Serengeti's great migration tick, both ultimate travel bucket list things to do and I can now add another one, swinging with the apes. Not literally, but trekking deep into the Sumatran jungle to see orang-utangs in the wild and as King Louie sang in The Jungle Book, they really are king of the swingers.
Virgin has opened its first hotel in Chicago - why? The British travel company spotted a gap in the market for a lifestyle hotel brand, and found a grand 1928-built neoclassical bank ripe for conversion.
We always seem to look afar when it comes to seeing wildlife. It seems more exciting, colourful and diverse on every continent other than Europe. Tropical birds are more colourful than a gull, that much is true, but you don't have to go abroad to find unique and breathtaking wildlife. Why not stay in Europe for your next trip?
I now know that style goes out of the window when on the road. You can forget your matching outfits, pretty hair accessories and *gasp* even makeup; when you travel comfort is king. That and finding confidence in leaving your room with unwashed hair, unshaved legs, a wet wipe shower and a spritz of eau de mozzie spray knowing that no one will judge you.
Many tourists wrongly assume Dublin is beyond their budget, but I don't agree. I've just returned from a break in the 'fair city', giddy on its atmosphere but not facing the sharp shock of a hefty bill. Here's how I did it.
The minute I stepped into the national park my imagination ran away with me. I was away with the fairies (so to speak) for the rest of the day, and with good reason! With it's other-worldly water colours and incredible greenery Plitvice forced me to revert to my childhood ways of ACTUALLY believing in something that I couldn't see. What a novelty!
When I think back to the state in which I returned from Ibiza last summer, I feel smug that I felt so refreshed this time round. Whilst I do love to let my hair down I'm already excited about returning to the magical little island for another fitness break. And ok, perhaps I'll mix in a bit of partying too - life is about balance after all!
My Brother had booked a break in a shepherds hut in the East Sussex Weald. He'd been looking forward to it, he told me, but alas he'd come down with a heavy cold. Our great-grandfathers were quarry men and miners and I felt embarrassed on their behalf.
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Being a traveller, you have probably seen a lot of Europe already, but seeing a city and a country is simply not the same as experiencing local culture and events. If you have found yourself in the middle of a festival or religious celebration in a foreign country - even by accident - you will know the feeling of being emerged in the culture!
Why? Because reflections are fun! To me they say - I am playing! So here are some ideas on why I think reflections are so awesome - and some of the myriad of things reflections will do for your photos.
the most important people of all when visiting India are the ones who will help me to find a way through the chaotic maze of human life; my tour guides... I have picked up a smattering of Hindi, but it is of no use to me here in Odisha on the Eastern coast of India where the language spoken is Oriya.