Best known for its junk food, Belgium is the home to beer, waffles and chocolate (amongst a long list of other tasty food). When I went to Ghent last month, I let my sweet-tooth guide me across the city in search of a few sweet treats that I could snack on during my time there.
When it comes to following a map, there are two types of people. Type A: those who will follow a map and get to the desired place immediately. Get there as soon as possible; the end. Or, type B: those who will start with the intention of following the map- but what’s that over there?
Travelling by coach isn’t always as easy as it may seem. I have been travelling by coach or bus for the past three years. Five days a week I wake up early in the morning to catch a bus for an hour to get to work. To see my Dad, I need to catch a
I walk under wooden beams and in between timeworn bookshelves. The scent of book dust is everywhere, and the sound of creaking erupts from the floorboards at every step. It’s nearly 10pm at Gladstone Library, and the doors to the Theology Room are about to be locked. Tiptoeing down a refurbished spiral staircase, I pen
With the new year quickly approaching, I just wanted to make a quick post that has a lot of information to do with this blog all on one page! Throughout 2019, I plan to spend a lot more time on Travel Writing, and hopefully, you will be able to see how I improve over the
With this year being the 17th year in a row that the German Market has swept the streets of Birmingham, it’s about time that we looked back to figure out what the occasion actually means. Majority of people don’t know why the German Market exists in Birmingham, and often get confused with where and when
It’s easy to imagine what a city looks like at night. From a distance, block buildings stand tall and dark, small yellow squares blinking on and off every so often. Lamposts mark a path through buildings and motorways, vehicle headlights moving slowly on the far-off trail of tarmac. Small dots of mustard yellows and blaring
I’ve always found train tracks to be very calming. They shouldn’t be really- I consider crossing train tracks the equivalent to standing at the edge of a cliff: one wrong step and you could be dead. Yet in most cases, train tracks tend to be surrounded by nature that (if you’re like me and barely
Have you ever wondered where the term ‘bucket list’ comes from? This was a thought I had late at night, the sort of one that keeps you up due to all of its possibilities. Why would you need a bucket for a list? Did the term relate back to some old tradition that is no
“It feels like your popping a blister in your mouth.” I splutter on my drink, a choked laugh escaping me. “Blister?” “Yeah, ‘cause of the texture of the bubbles.” my friend smiles at me, eyeing up her Bubble Tea. I’d shown her the Taiwanese drink after I’d found Twist (a small café on New Street),