First thing’s first – I love to travel. I have a map of the world, which I’m constantly poring over. My map is a scratch-map, with the gold foil on several EU countries giving way to bright, triumphant green. I’m often running my hands over Africa, South America, the farthest reaches of Asia. I love planning my visits...

To honour this month’s theme of travel, you lucky readers can read my ramblings about the year out I took prior to starting University. I want to show how travelling around with a ragtag group of friends turned out to be one of your most valuable adventures; one I’d recommend to anybody. No, I didn’t achieve this by...

In my ‘day job’ I get to read lots and lots of travel reviews across the length and breadth of the internet. They typically fall into one of two categories: life-changingly amazing, or mindblowingly shit. There are no middle ground reviews. Uninspiring holidays don’t make for good reviews. Random strangers’...

During our last holiday to Portugal we got quite a few funny looks from us just simply holding hands In April, the Foreign Office updated its travel advice warning gay and transgender travellers visiting the American states of North Carolina and Mississippi to be careful. The land of freedom and opportunity is still...

When I was young, all signs pointed to me being a traveller. My dad was orphaned at 19 and, although our family holidays were your typical French campsite and kids club package, his adventures as a young adult were pretty much inimitable. After dinner most nights we would sit at the kitchen table and talk about his...