There is now positive talk of reconciliation, of a united country, with citizens no longer classified as Hutu, Tutsi or Twa, but as Rwandans, one nation, living together in harmony. And on the surface it seems to be true. Continue reading Rwanda
When I discovered that a planned long weekend trip to Namibia coincided with the national marathon championships, it seemed wholly logical to run 26 miles through the desert without any specific training. What an excellent idea. Continue reading Namibia: Sun+Run=Fun ?
Most people take two days to go up and down Toubkal, staying in a refuge part way up before an early morning bid for the summit. I didn’t have two days as I was working on Friday, and had a flight to Johannesburg on Sunday. Nor was I equipped for a snowy 4,167m peak. Continue reading Work and Play in Morocco
The roof of the cave is cold and smooth against one half of my face, in stark contrast with the rough mixture of clay and sand pushing against the other side. My body is in fact the only thing separating the two. Continue reading South Africa Update: One month in
I moved house before going to work this morning, missed two trains north because of too much work, raced across London on my ladened bike to get the last train to Bangor, dropped a big pot of yoghurt outside Sainsbury’s in Euston, exploded everywhere, hit an old woman with my bike and almost ran over a tiny dog, much to the chagrin of its owner. Finally got on aforementioned train to find no seats. Major fail. Continue reading A settled life.
It’s hard to make yourself inconspicuous when you’re wearing a bright pink waterproof and are sporting a purple buff on your head. But the heat of the day had long since subsided and the night was now bitterly cold. The man continued on his way without a word, though flashes of light back in my direction gave away his curiosity. Continue reading Macedonia
Having been advised not to venture into Mexico as a solo female bike tourer, the video highlights the importance of taking stereotypical media depictions of societies with a pinch of salt, that we should not be averse to taking risks and pushing our limits, as well as suggesting that the true joy of travel can be found through the people encountered during the journey. Continue reading Cycling Mexico, Baja California