Our trip to Vietnam was actually shorter than I had hoped, but fortunately I got to fulfill one of the craziest experiences of my life so far: I went down into the Cu Chi tunnels deep inside the Vietnamese jungle.
I’ve been lucky enough to have travelled to some amazing parts of the world with my boyfriend, and yes it isn’t always glorious. I can honestly say we very rarely argue, in fact I don’t think we’ve ever argued. But when you’re stressed, under immense pressure, tired and in a foreign land, the only way to relieve those pent up feelings is to take it out on the person to your immediate left. Poor J.
I contemplated not writing this post. Then I thought about why the The Killing Fields is actually open to the public, yes maybe it brings in tourists and generates revenue for the country, but it also keeps the memories alive of those affected my the Khmer Rouge, and to remind the world the effect such a group had on society in the 1970’s.
Heading up to Glencoe, I couldn’t not visit Glen Etive and the famous James Bond location. I was given so many recommendation on what to do, what to see and where to visit; but with the constant torrential rain and low cloud, it was difficult to go very far without putting our lives in danger.
I’ve made a few fair mistakes in my travels (here), but this one takes the biscuit.
The furthest I had travelled without my parents was New York, but it was pretty straight forward, we booked wtih a travel agent and we filled out our visa on the plane 30 minutes before landing. Easy Peasy. But no, not in Asia.
London is one of the places that I hold dearly to my heart, along with New York. I always say I’m a city gal, and whatever city I am in is my favourite – but truthfully I can’t actually choose! So one way a city can sway my opinion is not only an easy transport system (check) but also plenty of green space for walking and relaxing.
When we went down to London for a random weekend away last May, we noticed loads of Shaun the Sheep statues peppered across the city. We weren’t sure what it was for but after coming home and reading all about it, it was part of a charity art trail across London, organised by Wallace & Gromit’s Children’s Foundation. Us being us, we thought it was fun to take a picture with every one we came across, even if it did mean waiting 10 minutes for all the six year olds to stop playing on it.
As you know, J and I headed up to Glencoe for the weekend as part of our Valentines gifts to each other. (I always say I would rather an experience over a wrapped gift any day!) After a few online deliberations, we chose the Isles of Glencoe to be our choice of destination for the weekend, mainly because of the price, location (on the banks of Loch Leven) and the fact that it had a pool/Jacuzzi facilities – we had an idea the weather might not be the best for all day exploring so we wanted a hotel where we could relax indoors if needed.
I was hoping our road trip from Glasgow to Glencoe would be full of bright blue skies and rolling green hills. Unfortunately not, it was rainy rainy rainy…and the night forecasted for a visit from storm Katie. Being true scots, we dug out our North Face’s and wellies and set off with our google maps lady shouting at us. This was our holiday after all, and I was determined we were going to have a brilliant time.
If you don’t know Auld Raes then you really should. From the outside, you would easily mistake it for a little outbuilding nestled in the car park of East Kilbride’s village. You would walk by it if you didn’t know what you were looking for. However, when you walk inside, everything changes.