The Huacachina One

A fancy bus, where we had to ‘check in’ our luggage airport style, took us the four hours from Lima to Ica. To get there you go south down the panamerican highway, take a left after a few hours, go up in altitude approximately 400m and then boom you are in the town of Ica….

The Few Days Before Departure One

Now I find myself three days before departure and aside from buying my ticket and having my yellow fever jab all I have done in preparation for my adventure to South America is get my rucksack down from the old man’s loft. There it is lying on my bedroom floor. Atop of it is two…

The First One

Aside from the introduction this is my first blog post. It has taken a good four to five hours of procrastination before finally putting pen to paper so to speak but finally here it is. I am currently living ‘at home’ with my Father. In your twenties and perhaps even early thirties you can get…

The Introduction One

A little introduction: This blog is part fact and part fiction. Mostly naked truth with a healthy dose of poetic licence. I’m female and my age is around about mid-thirties, not yet late thirties but not still early thirties, bang in the middle. Alright, I’m thirty five and proud of the laughter lines that are…