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.
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.
Tuesday 19th April 2016
After driving through empty fields and tiny, ramshackled villages, I was finding it hard to imagine arriving into a city that supposedly had a population of over 400,000. But then, all of a sudden, it emerged on the horizon. Ulan-Ude hardly stands out from a crowd but compared to the last day and a half of woodlands, farmlands and empty space, it looked like a capital city.
Sunday 17th April 2016
Location: China (somewhere!)
Today is my first day of waking up and falling asleep on the same train in the same country. I wasn’t expecting quite so much of the journey to be through China but then it’s easy to forget how bloody big the country is. I’ve officially been travelling in China for 48 hours (minus the layover) and I’m still not due to cross the border into Russia for another five. I’m a little apprehensive about the 2am border crossing but I’m certain that all will be well. All of our passport details are with the friendly guard so time will tell whether we’ll have an early morning wake-up call.
Winters in Hong Kong are usually short and sweet but this year it feels like it has been grey, cold and wet forever. It’s pretty much been like living back in Manchester. On a hunt for some sunshine my best friends and I packed our bags and headed back to the Philippines hoping, this time, to avoid a 7 day hangover and a dislocated shoulder.
Kung Hei Fat Choy!
I can’t believe it’s my third Chinese New Year in Asia. Partly through lack of learning centre holidays and partly through choice, I’ve actually spent my first one in the city. I was a little apprehensive at first as all of my friends were booked to jet off to foreign lands and I was worried I would be craving the Thailand beaches I’ve spent the last two CNY festivities on. Turns out, I had a pretty awesome time.
Recently I was hired to be a City Correspondent for Hong Kong. It’s been an interesting job and a great opportunity to get back into travel writing and photography. I’ve been walking all over Hong Kong to review hotels, restaurants and attractions and I’ve seen angles of the city that I’ve never seen before.
You can read all of my reviews and guides on my Gogobot profile here.