Bella, Master of Slow Travel

I had absolutely no idea what I was doing when I bundled myself out the door of my home country, pale and ill from the weeks of stress leading up to departure. My lack of enthusiasm was a paradox that had puzzled people as D-Day approached, assuming as they did that I would to beContinue reading “Bella, Master of Slow Travel”

New Zealand

I’m breaking tradition a bit by publishing a post about a country while I’m still in it, which is risky for the obvious reason that if the locals get hold of this literature I may be tossed into a volcano faster than you can say “chur,” which is a phrase not nearly as widespread asContinue reading “New Zealand”

Homeless (What is Home?)

I don’t have a home any more. I’m a rule-abiding outlaw, a stationary wanderer, glamorously slumming it as a resident of nowhere. People find this hard to accept; of course you have a home, Bella, everyone has a home. It’s true, though. This isn’t to make some sort of political statement, renouncing my affiliation withContinue reading “Homeless (What is Home?)”

The Bucket List

Astonishingly, not only do I genuinely have a bucket list – an amalgamation of disparate things that I want to experience or achieve in my life – I’ve actually done a lot of things on that list. At some point last year I emerged in a billow of steam from the sauna of everyday life,Continue reading “The Bucket List”

Snowboarding, or What I Learned From Doing Something I’m Not Very Good At

As an alarming global pandemic sweeps through every nation like a brisk autumn wind we have all found ourselves, alas, with a lot of time to kill. Except, of course, medical professionals who have all kinds of apocalyptic hell on their hands, and may we all utter a silent optionally religious prayer for those poor,Continue reading “Snowboarding, or What I Learned From Doing Something I’m Not Very Good At”

Bella’s Travel Guide to Coronavirus

I’m what you might disdainfully refer to as a ‘traveller’, and since I’ve become stranded in truly the worst place on planet earth – New Zealand’s South Island – by a virus sweeping the globe faster than you can say “Don’t lick that door handle,” I clearly have nothing better to do than erroneously proclaim myself an expert on this brand new (ish) COVID-19 thing.

Maximum Adventure

Gather round my friends, grab your sticks and your marshmallows and huddle yourselves close to the glowing embers of my curious travel anecdotes because it’s story time. In this episode I thought I’d share with you some of my escapades over the last eighteen months – the weird ones where things went off-piste, because nothingContinue reading “Maximum Adventure”