If I were to narrow it down to the most valuable thing that I learnt from our working holiday in Whistler, it would be gratitude. Although I had some understanding of what gratitude was, I had never truly practiced it. Gratitude: noun [mass noun]the quality of being thankful; readiness to show appreciation for and to…
You guessed correctly.. Canada! Jordan and I are packing our bags and moving our life across the world. With jobs and housing organised, we need only get on a plane. A much awaited trip, scheduled and rescheduled many times; turns out getting married and building a house takes time, who knew? So, here we are,…
I sneakily smuggled away some pastries for the road after our last breakfast at Corte de Francesi. We took a taxi to Brindisi airport (I swear they were going at least 140km/h), because we were flying past all the other cars. We checked in our baggage and boarded a plane to Roma! A bus trip to…
Our time in Taormina came to a close, as our tummies attempted to settle in the bus ride back down the mountain to the train station. A semi early breakfast and quick getaway allowed us to be in Siracusa by lunchtime, after a two hour odd trip. The trip into the city was very different…
Ate a balanced breakfast of goji berries and orange jam crostata, then jumped on a bus to Casteloma, a smaller village, higher up the mountain. The bus took about twenty minutes, skilfully manoeuvring the bendy roads. The road came to a dead end in a square, where the bus dropped us off and turned around…
After a satisfying spread at Catania Hotel and trying to order Pop something similar to a flat white, we caught a taxi to the station and jumped on a train to Taormina. A Sicilian lady attempted to talk to us the entire way; I was surprised at how much I could understand. As we approached…
