Barcelona Sights & Mountain Jogs: YouTube

Hiii hi hi cuties! I finally managed to get around to posting my first mini travelogue – a little snippet of my days in Barcelona.

Shot just on my phone and edited with iMovie on various European public transport, it’s not the greatest quality! But, you’re just gonna have to wait for the really good stuff until I get home and really get editing the beautiful camera footage I’ve got ^.^


 I think I’m in love with Europe

Touchdown last Saturday. I arrived at my Barcelona hostel at 8pm, ready for an early night. But no. No no no. The hotel served up a free (vegan!!!!!!) meal, I got chatting to some cute Americans and a lovely guy from worked at the hostel. The next thing I know we’ve been to one of Barcelona’s many coffee shops (like Amsterdam, but sneaky) and we’re on out way to a free reggae ‘festival’ up, up, and up.

From Angry Bin Monkey to newborn puppies: animal encounters from around the world 

As it’s Thursday (throwback Thursday) I thought I’d show my traveling story through the pictures I’ve taken of animals.

As a vegan, I love all animals (except ants, I’m sorry. I am terrified of ants) and anywhere I’ve been I’ve always been drawn to taking gratuitous pictures of animals. It was super hard to choose, but I managed to whittle this list down to my favourites:

Memory Monday: “What do you mean we forgot to go to Weta studios?!”

So, let’s bypass this writing absence brought on by heartbreak and an utter inability to function, and get straight back to some travel reminiscing: Wellington! Wellington! WETA STUDIOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please, understand, that each seemingly unnecessary exclamation point, is, in actuality, an important representation of my excitement… ~ After a bus ride from Kaikoura to Nelson, and […]

Car-crashes, sunset air & Obama’s alien bodyguard.

 “I feel like we hit that lorry and we’re now just continuing in an alternate life…” 2.30am. As we approached a crossroads with our right of way, flashing traffic lights greeted us. And so did a roaring, timber lorry. Gasps. Screeching tyres scarred the road. And we all went through entirely different shocks, different reactions. […]