Our final days in Egypt and why we’re never going back

After spending our final day in Luxor relaxing in a hammock on a roof terrace with a view of the Nile, it was time to head back to the coast. We wanted to visit Marsa Alam in the south of Egypt to snorkel some of the top sites in the world, but it was complicated…

Cycling to the Valley Of Kings, Luxor | Egypt

Luxor is said to be like Cairo but a smaller, nicer version. That’s debatable – we really didn’t like the place. The city sits on the east bank of the Nile but we opted to stay on the calmer West Bank which was a great decision in the end. A public ferry connects the two…

Two days exploring the ancient city of Petra | Jordan

It was a simple 4 hour minibus ride from Amman to Wadi Musa, the town built on the outskirts of Petra, but after 10 minutes there was a loud bang and something hit my foot. I was sitting above the wheel arch and the tire had just blown underneath me. The driver slowed down as…

Exploring tea plantations at Lipton’s Seat | Sri Lanka

The 6:40am train took us from Ella to the town of Haputale which sits on a dramatic ridge-line surrounded by lush green hills and tea plantations. School kids were hanging out the doorways enjoying the cool breeze as the train casually chugged through the hill country and after an hour we arrived in Haputale. We…

Casablanca | Morocco

When I was a kid I grew up with nannies, most of them were European, but our favourite one was a Moroccan lady called Nadia who had black hair as long as Rapunzel Nadia really became part of our family but we soon grew up and she moved on to start her own family. We…

The crumbling town of El Jadida | Morocco

The little Portuguese town of El Jadida was never on our list of places to visit in Morocco but we had a couple days spare before visiting family friends in Casablanca so we picked this town. It was pretty rough on first impressions, the bus station was in a bad state and there were a…

First impressions of Morocco

Our flight to Fez was an interesting one; Greece to Italy was ever so calm and peaceful while Italy to Morocco was loud and full of commotion. A man was shouting at the flight attendants about him not being allowed THREE hand luggage bags, a baby was screaming in front of us and everyone was…