I decided in my little cubicle bed, like any product or service, I needed to 're-clarify my brand'. I've got lots to say and I want to talk with you! I combat my travel procrastination, my revitalised blog starts today. It's healthy to have an opinion. We can do fun, educated and eloquent, can't we?
This was going to be a short blog, yes, was. I've had time to think about my first impressions. I didn't stay very long in Munich, the capital city of Bavaria, and unfortunately for those of you who like the location, I didn't click with the city. Is there more to Munich than drinking?
Why have I been off the grid except for sporadic Instagram and Facebook posts? I'd left the stark and soulless Innsbruck youth hostel with too high an expectation of a help exchange in the mountains; positive, serene, calm and hopefully laughter filled guest house running yoga courses. Boy, was I in for a surprise. After 23 days, I can say easily say the hosts are generous of spirit; opening their home and providing food and accommodation but there were a few too many times when I felt like the hired help and to coin a blogger's phrase, this can be considered part 'thought piece'. My time in the Tyrolean mountains has been a slow 3 weeks. I left grateful for my fellow volunteers, mattress, the mountain views, the unexpected sunshine and my food but with a quandary; should HelpX or Workaway hosts explain their religious or spiritual sway?
I've been a bad blogger, time flies during the good times and apathy descended when limpy [hurt my foot] or in a man-flu sick bed. Playing serious catch-up! Firstly, "Oh Switzerland, if only you were more in my price bracket!" and secondly, “as always, are you sitting comfortably?”.
I did it before but only behind closed doors. Talking to myself that is. I suddenly realised I was walking down a street, speaking at normal volume and playing both parts of a conversation. I've only been travelling solo for 3 and a half weeks! The tendency was great I s'pose; my easy way to control thoughts and actions - highly recommend it. Talking to yourself that is.
Why has it taken me so long to visit one of the closest country capitals of the world to London? Who knows, not me. Wherever you live in the UK, it is simple to travel to Paris whether the French like it or not. You can opt for flying via many UK cities, a short… Continue reading ah mais oui Paree…*insert own French accent
Rowan is on the road, yes, she shall talk about herself in the third person. She has over packed but still cannot separate herself from anything in her bag. She is overheated but would rather be hot than cold. She is wondering if the French eat vegetables and if so, where and when?