Ok so I haven't written in 20 days and they have been crazy ones. Since new years I have: - spent a hell of a lot of time figuring out my itinerary, parts of which are still quite fuzzy... - bought a series of travel gadgets I am sure I will never use but I feel very Mac Givery so it's ok - decided that I will attempt learning french while traveling through south america..?!? - fell in love with my high school sweetheart - decided that I will move back to ...

I was invited by Davide to join him in Ponte di Legno for a week of skiing (him) and relaxing (me) , little did I know that there was going to be very little skiing (him) some relaxing(me) and a hell of a lot of drinking and eating (everyone!!) Flori and Debora, the couple we stayed with, are some of those people you can't help but love immediately, friendly, wholesome, funny and with a great collection of grappa and wine, to which I have dedicated much of my att...

One uneventful week in a very uneventful little town.Alassio is on the Italian Riviera very near the border with France and due to its unusual microclimate, my family has adopted it as the place to be for the Christmas celebration. I spent most of the week eating, walking up and down the 'budello' (a narrow street filled with shops and cafes), playing with my two little sisters, and sms romancing with Davide, just to see how it feels to be 15 years old today.(it ...

I had always thought that my trip, my big adventure, was going to start with the first stop, of my RTW ticket, Melbourne. It just didn't occur to me that once I had left my house, stacked my stuff in my mate's storage, and stopped working, anything from then on was going to be part of my big 2009 journey. So I completely underestimated my trip to Italy for the Christmas holiday, and I am glad I did. Milan was like I remembered it, stuck up but also friendly, n...

After 5 hours of mountain roads, with a driver that spat, burped and snorted for the said 5 hours, and no signs whatsoever of snowy himalayan peaks, we finally arrived in Rishikesh on the banks of the river Ganga (or Ganges, you choose). Rishikesh is the home of Yoga in India, it is scattered with ashrams everywhere and heaps of westerners that come here to cleanse their souls and find themselves but really what they find is a cold beer in the evening just like ...