Seems like everyone wants to go to Iceland these days, but everybody’s scared of how much Reykjavik will cost. This is all the expenses from my four days Iceland, from £4 milkshakes in Laundromat to £79 on one meal. We saved loads of money by booking an amazing house in [...]
In June it was £120, in October £150 and there’s definitely been a £180 before. After Tanzania, Toronto and Serbia (respectively) I’d had enough, it was time to sort out my telecommunications while I was abroad. I always knew I should be doing something different, but for all my love of technology I [...]
One of my specialities in life is finding cheap deals in anything that I do, so that I can do more. As well as going through a phase of entering endless travel competitions – where I won trips to Tanzania, Amsterdam and Sharm el Sheikh – I also like to [...]
I’ve done some strange jobs in my time to make money for travelling. From pretending I was a student at Sheffield University so I could address envelopes to their students, to packing RiceBoy Combos, to serving Jedward sweets at the Jingle Ball in London. When you need money for travelling [...]
As a travel blogger you can get a few discounts here and there on accommodation, city passes and other great activities, but the one thing that you’re pretty much always going to have to pay full whack for is your flights. Believe me, we’ve all tried to get around it, [...]
MatadorU have asked me to think about a few magazines, websites and newspapers I’d like to see my name in. I used to be a print journalist and I still like the idea of writing for both online and print, as you can see from my choices. The following are [...]
This article is for Assignment 7 on the MatadorU course… You’re not going to make your millions being a travel writer – but retiring early to a cottage by the sea is a definite possibility if you submit your articles to the right places. Most websites will want you to [...]
This blog post is for assignment two of the MatadorU course, but don’t let that stop you… I quickly looked behind us and the waiters weren’t following, yet. We sped up our pace over the Charles Bridge and past the buskers and street sellers. We were convinced that everyone was after us. [...]