My flight to Philadelphia took around 2 hours. I arrived late at night and took the subway to the hostel. I wouldn’t usually travel once it was dark but I didn’t realise the time I had booked and somehow ended up trying to get to the hostel at night. The subway was dirty and the … Continue reading USA East Coast →

This was my last stop on the east side of Canada. Quebec City. One of the oldest European cities in North America. Mostly French speaking. The train station in Quebec was located below the city. I climbed the steep roads with my backpack, which luckily had wheels, until I reached the road where my hostel … Continue reading Quebec City: Last Stop East →

My first day in Montreal was exploring the city itself. The hostel was situated in the gay community. Multicoloured ribbons filled the Main Street. I purchased an MTL Passport. Recommended by Lisa and Arne. It was a card that you paid a one off fee and then were able to access all the activities and … Continue reading Montreal: What’s that chirping? →

Ottawa the Capital of Canada. I was staying at an unusual hostel called Hi Ottawa Jail Hostel. The building had so much sinister history. A jail house renovated into a hostel in 1973. You could stay in either newer large dorm rooms or private rooms which were originally cells for prisoners. I decided to stay … Continue reading Ottawa: The Capital →

I was on my own from here onwards. Lauren had dropped me to the bus station. I collected my ticket for the Greyhound to Toronto, Ontario. It was a morning bus, around a 3 hour journey. This was the first time I had travelled on a Greyhound, I had heard a lot of people back … Continue reading Toronto: On my Own →

We were on the road. Before we started our journey by car towards Buffalo. Mike took us to a diner in New Jersey for breakfast. It was the most stereotypical American diner. Bar stools and booth seats. The place was bustling with people. Our orders were enough to feed an army. It was cheap and … Continue reading Buffalo: On the Road →

We arrived. The big apple. Both excited and raring to go. We caught a taxi to our hostel. I was very apprehensive. It was the first hostel I have ever in my life stayed in. Moore Hostel, Brooklyn. We proceeded to check-in, the guy at reception advised we had a short wait until we could … Continue reading New York: We Arrived →

Flight to New York 5:30am Day one. I had been planning all year for this moment. To go travelling solo, around the world trip. My mum was fully supportive, encouraged me to take the step and even agreed, thankfully, to drive me to the airport to say our goodbyes. It had been a mass of … Continue reading Day One →