Welcome to the third entry in the Black Girl Travel Diaries!
If you haven’t read the first two entries about my trips to Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia and Gran Canaria, Spain, be sure to check them out.
This entry is about my trip to Marrakech in January, I decided to shake things up a little bit and instead of the usual blog post, this entry is a vlog. So get yourself a cup of tea and some biscuits and enjoy!
This post is a follow up to my previous post in which I asked you guys to set me tasks to get me out of my comfort zone on my second solo trip. If you haven’t read that post, it’s probably best to have a read of it before you continue with this post.
It would’ve been very easy to lie about my trip, but what good would it have done? There is something quite therapeutic about getting things off my chest and showing you all a side of myself that I have kept under wraps. I am going to keep it 100% real with y’all.
Continue reading “Stepping out of my comfort zone in Bucharest “
If you follow me on Twitter or Instagram, then you already know that last week I was in the stunning city of Dubai. What you may not have known is that my girl Tinuke and I visited Dubai to celebrate her birthday – check out her blog and show her some birthday love!
Today is exactly six months till I turn 25! To mark this occasion, I thought I would give you guys a little progress update as to how much (or how little) headway I’ve made with crossing things off my 25 before 25 birthday bucket list.
In a few days, it will be a year since my trip to Gran Canaria. You’re probably wondering why I’m only now writing about something that happened a year ago, but this post has been in my draft posts since I returned from this trip. I’ve been writing this post on and off over the last few months.
“Don’t be scared to walk alone. Don’t be scared to like it.”
A few years ago, eating at a restaurant alone or going to an event (social or business related) by myself, was a definite no-no. So the idea of travelling to a completely different country where I didn’t know anyone, had never even crossed my mind at that point.
Continue reading “Three ways that solo travelling can change you forever”
