When the table first started to shake at my hostel in Huacachina it took a second for me to process what was going on. At…
The great thing about a grown up gap ‘year’ is that it can be as long or as short as you want. I’ve always enjoyed…
When I signed up for a horse riding trip in Tupiza I’d had a romantic vision of being carried leisurely through countryside which wouldn’t look…
At home among some of my friends I’m affectionately (at least I like to think so) known as Granny Annie on account of my love…