On my way up to Spains north coast and some more surf I make a stop in Toledo. And what a beautiful place that is. I had never heard of it before, but my lovely friend Alex recommended it me

It was located right in front of the beach and two surf spots, and at least 5 more within a 15 minutes’ drive. [

After picking up my little brother in Sevilla we fled the city with its 42°C as quick as possible to head to the coast. Having been driving so much each day for the past few weeks I was keen to

I only had around two days to driving up from the port in Rosslare, where I landed after the long ferry ride from Bilbao, to Northern Ireland where the wedding of my dear friend would take place. But what a

A few hours drive through the snowy highland roads brought us to Scotlands smallest city. We arrived around midnight and walked around the little town for a good while, because my phone had died, before finding Student Hostel Inverness up

It has been six months since I moved from, the now awfully dismal seeming Manchester, up north to Scotland. It is a beautiful city with loads of history, culture and stunning views. Some of my favourites about this place I

France country roads were my way for about a day and a half. After picking up a professional coffee grinder, to complete the equipment I was to bring to the artist-coffee project in Dakhla I continued to the French border

The excitement for this part of Spain was great. Surf on almost every beach, travelsom chilled people dedicating their life to art and living, this is how I pictured the place to be, judging from the Basque people I had

More than a year ago I had met my partner in Barcelona and scraping the bottom of our wallets we wanted to go on a trip down memory-lane if nothing else to try to patch our crumbling relationship by reducing