It knows not traffic; stress does not seem to be a concept there; and the people look like they understand the meaning of nourishment and a good night’s sleep. When first stepping foot out of Centraal Station, we realised why the flight tickets (£30 return via London) were so cheap – Amsterdayum it was cold!… Continue reading Amsterdam


Call me Obroni

Two years of distance have given the thoughts I had while in Ghana a little more weight. At the time I was worried I was being naive to my approach or cringe in my romantic description. Being even more separated from my experience there - now used to the London lifestyle and, reaching the end… Continue reading Call me Obroni