When the lorry finally pulled over, we started getting kitted out. Elbow pads, knee pads and a full face helmet. This definitely wasn’t just your usual bike ride…

(This article was originally commissioned for Adventure Animals, a travel website which unfortunately never went live.) As I pushed my mountain bike out of the rental shop in Minca, it occurred to me that in all of the times I had visited the mountain village I had never once seen anyone cycling there. I had …

I’m still met with shocked faces and concern when I tell some people that I lived in Colombia for almost a year.  They don’t want to know about the lush jungles, the beautiful beaches or the bustling cities, but about the drugs, violence and horrific reputation. While Colombia is renowned for being one of the …

This week I had some adorable messages from some of my old students who just discovered my blog. The fact that they were even reading it in the first place would have been heartwarming, but their messages melted and even slightly broke my cold British heart. I received such an outpouring of concern about my …

    People often ask me what I miss most living on the coast of Colombia. Drinkable tap water? Reliable wifi? Wearing trackie bottoms and hoodies? For me, my biggest withdrawals came from spending six months without strapping my feet to a board. So when I finally got a long weekend off work I decided …

  [For those of you who don’t follow my every move: For the last nine months I’ve been teaching English in a state school on the Caribbean coast of Colombia.] When I first suggested starting a French club to my co-teachers I was met with silence and a blank stare followed by awkward side glances. …

    Seeing #MeToo trending from Colombia last week I got the urge to scream Yo Tambien. Living on the Caribbean coast street harassment affects my life every single day in ways that it kills me to admit.   Will I wear jeans and a modest top despite the 30 degree heat? Will I actually …

  1. Marking sucks. Remember how teachers used to moan about their workload, and bitch that we only had to do one piece of homework while they had to mark 60? Yeah, they were right. And I don’t even have to mark homework. The first time I marked my class assessments it was kind of …

One of the first things someone warned me about when I arrived in Bogota was that ‘people don’t come to Colombia for the food…’ and after a few days of the hotel buffet  (which was provided at training) I was definitely not questioning this statement. Our meals were made up almost exclusively of rice, corn and meat, …