You can take the girl out of Asia but you can’t take Asia out of the girl. I couldn’t resist the call of the East for long and just five months after leaving Hong Kong I found myself on a plane heading to Vietnam.Continue reading “Vietnam 2016: Ho Chi Minh City”
Today I received an alert that my travel blog domain was up for renewal. Then I remembered I have a travel blog. Then I sat and read them all and had a cry. Then I remembered, ACTUALLY I have had some adventures in the past 3.5 years since the last post. Then I sat down and wrote about them all (with the help of a couple of draft posts I found lingering around).
Grab a cuppa, you’re in for the long haul….
This one time, in Hong Kong….
It’s the sentence I dread slipping out. I don’t feel ashamed or embarrassed about my time spent living in Hong Kong but having moved back after three years away, I’m conscious of sounding like one of those friends who lived abroad and ‘found themselves’. But as I approach the three month mark of being back home, Hong Kong is slipping away and I’m not entirely convinced that I’ve taken time to think about what that means.
To say that this blog post is belated would be an understatement. Travel blogger fail. It’s been a whirlwind returning to the UK but that’s something I’ll write about another day (hopefully within the next 6 months). For now I’m going to focus on my final stop in Russia…. Moscow.
My most recent journey, the Trans-Siberian Railway, was done completely as a solo traveller. I have zero regrets about doing this trip on my own. It’s something that I needed to do and I’ve built up a lot of courage doing it. Now, bear with me a minute this might get a little corny….
I’m back in the UK and while I still have a couple of blogs to write about my journey I couldn’t wait to upload this video that I have been compiling throughout my trip.
8875 miles, 10 trains and 3 weeks in 200 seconds.
27th – 28th April 2016
Location: Nizhny Novgorod
Towards the end of my journey I’ve hit a bit of writer’s block. The train journey between Krasnoyarsk and Nizhny Novgorod really took it out of me. It wasn’t the longest stint but finally getting out of the East and making my way through time zones started to play a little havoc on me. Both nights I gained two hours so I was waking up at 5 or 6 am feeling rested and that made for very long days.
25th – 26th April 2016
The train between Irkutsk was a reasonably short and uneventful one. This was my first time on a journey that felt like a much more local route and you can tell the difference. I felt a little intimidated alone in a cabin with three butch Russian men. I tried to chat a little with the one guy who was willing but the other two seemed to roll ‘bloody tourist’ eyes at my every movement. I’m certain I was being too sensitive so I channelled my inner Baikal fisherwoman, grabbed my book and let myself get sucked into the world of Thomas Harris instead.
22nd – 24th April 2016
If I thought my time in Ulan-Ude was quiet, it was simple a practice round for my experience in Irkutsk. After a short night on the train, I arrived in the city in the early hours of the morning and waited in the minus degree cold until I could get into my hostel. After unloading my bags and treating myself to a hot shower and quick nap, I set off to explore the city.