All posts filed under: The Travellers

Driving to Scandinavia

by Ruby Bisson The vast, desolate  Scandinavian landscape, barren and cold, blurred into a sea of blues and greens beside us. We were driving 200km/h and belting out Beyonce’s ‘XO’ as loud as we could. Two Australians, two Swiss and a Catalonian. The five of us took the week off, driving across three countries in a hired BMW to escape from the unforeseen workload that comes with studying and to revel in each other’s cultures and interests. On our laps were piles of cheap groceries that later left us paralysed with cramps and pains. In the boot were bedding and clothes and anything we could find from our pantries. We drove to a little wooden cabin in the Danish forests, where pebbles lined the beaches and jellyfish were embedded in the sand, leaves were the colour of sunkissed cheeks and the backyard shed was lined with firewood. We baked three loaves of bread, brownies, gingerbreads and cooked countless flavoursome dinners. We painted our nails Jungle Red and watched rom coms in the comfort of our little house. …

Two hours in Venice

by Celeste Noche I was travelling from Ljubljana and the Slovenian carpool I’d taken dropped me off in Venice so I could catch my train to Florence. I’d been to Venice once before: it was March of 2010, I hadn’t fully transitioned to shooting in manual (see here and here), and I caught a cold. This time was different. It was late summer, it was still fairly busy with people, and I had two hours. I had big plans to find an old bookshop but, of course, got lost. I think it worked out better this way. I caught glances of quiet squares and deserted canals. It was past noon and although the sun hadn’t quite hit golden hour, it allowed me to see the city in a warmth I had missed that March years ago. And even though I ended up in a panic, not sure if I’d make it back in time for my train, it was well worth it, because seeing Venice always is.   All photos by Celeste Noche. A version of this post first appeared here. …

The warmest colours of Malta

On an adventure through my hard drive recently, I stumbled across these photos from a trip I took after I finished my undergraduate degree in 2013. At the beginning of the holiday, I spent a few weeks in Malta with family, and as luck would have it a few uni friends were over there at the same time- visiting their respective families (who knew that so many people had Maltese relatives?) (you probably did) (we are everywhere). Suffice to say it was an amazing experience- I ate and drank way too much (pastizzi and Kinnie forever and ever). Fortunately, we spent so much time swimming and walking and dancing, so the damage wasn’t as bad as it could have been. If you don’t know much about Maltese people, they are just about the most hospitable, kind and chatty souls you will come across (to generalise… but what a happy generalisation). My family (particularly my aunties, my cousin Lara and her friends) completely spoilt us- taking us to wine festivals, beaches, restaurants, parties and museums. If you …

Places to Go: Bodega Bay

by Celeste Noche As I write this from my cold Portland apartment, the sun seems like a distant memory- a golden dream that I took for granted for the first 25 (or so) years of my life as a California native (well, that’s not exactly true- I grew up in a city known for its fog). But I digress. In August I spent a long weekend up- err, down- in Bodega Bay with two of my dearest friends and roommates from college, Anna and Jenna. In college, we used to joke about the fact that we liked to stay in and cook like Suzy Homemakers instead of going out and doing what all of the other college seniors did. This weekend wasn’t any different.

20 life lessons I learned on the Trans-Mongolian railway

by Matilda Grogan In August, my boyfriend and I spent three weeks travelling the 8000km from Beijing to St Petersburg overland on the Trans-Mongolian railway. It’s kind of the train trip of a lifetime, an incredible journey, and definitely an experience that teaches you a few things (disclaimer: life lessons may be extremely specific to the Trans-Mongolian railway).

Ten Budget Backpacking Essentials

 by Ruby Bisson I came to Europe with a mere 4700€ ($6500) in my bank account for a 33 week trip- because I was impatient to leave Australia. I knew I didn’t have ‘enough’, I knew a budget this small meant that I wouldn’t be able to shop, let alone sleep in quiet, comfortable beds. I knew I’d have to sacrifice entering into a museum or two and I knew I’d have to take long buses instead of quick flights. But I wasn’t going to let money stop me from seeing the European landscape for the first time. I am driven to return in the future when I can afford that kind of trip, so why wait? Why not have this one as well? So far, I haven’t met a single soul with a smaller budget and I honestly believe it’s because there are misconceptions out there about money and travel that need to be addressed. For those vagabonds who are Uppers and Leavers, I want to share some helpful websites and tips that can …

Places to go: The Yarra Valley

by Chalsie Mew Weekends were made for adventure. Those two days off each week are the perfect reason to escape the city and explore the unknown. Why not take advantage of your weekends off to explore your home town? You know the language, you have access to a car, and there are no exchange rates! During winter I was seeking an escape. Them winter-blues had hit hard and I was dreaming of jumping on the next plan out of Melbourne. I then realised that I’d never been to the Yarra Valley before, and much to my surprise, it’s only an hours drive outside of Melbourne’s CBD. Not to mention it offers up our favourite things: food, drink and fresh air.