A Year On: “So, How’d It Go?”

Coba

A few days ago, Sarah Somewhere was a year old. I get a real kick out of reading my first ever blog post, and feeling the fear, uncertainty and flat-out terror in my words. They were the first words I’d written in a long time, and the first ever for an audience besides myself or a university professor. And they will now remain as some of the best I’ve ever written. Not for what they are exactly, but for what they represent, … Keep reading…

Escape to Tulum

Palm tree Tulum

After visiting Chichen Itza and Coba a couple of weeks ago, we stopped in Tulum to find dinner. Only, we’d been on the road since 430am and were particularly tired and cranky. So when we couldn’t seem to find a restaurant on the beach, we chucked a ‘Tulum sucks’ tantrum, drove home and had a very bad take-away pizza. We showed them… Then Tyrhone’s Mum Skyped us the other day. “Have you been to Tulum?” she asked us expectantly, knowing it was only 45 mins south of … Keep reading…

Back To School: Learning Spanish In Playa del Carmen

Learning Spanish in Playa del Carmen

I was quite excited to be going to Spanish school. I’d done the research, found a conveniently located school (that didn’t charge the earth) and paid my, or I should say, our, fees. Tyrhone decided at the last-minute he would like to come along, which considering our lack of shared personal interests (him: the gym, quantum physics and superheroes, me: the Kardashians, depilation and limes), was quite a surprise to me.

Gaining Perspective At Chichen Itza and Coba

workers Chichen Itsza

After the launch of the Rickshaw Run Diaries, I was suffering from a serious social media-hangover. The cure? Renting a car and driving three hours to the ancient Mayan city of Chichen Itza in the neighbouring state of Yucatán. Marvelling at the ruins of an ancient civilization would be good for putting things into perspective, to realise how small and fleeting my life is (in a non-depressing kind of way of course). Since I take myself and the things I do far too seriously most of … Keep reading…

The Launch of The Rickshaw Run Diaries!

scared face

You know how I’ve been dropping not-so-subtle hints for a while now about an adventure I’ve been planning in India in January 2013? Well now I’m officially allowed to let the cat out of the bag (though I’m probably more excited than you about this) and shout it from the rooftops: I’M DRIVING AN AUTO-RICKSHAW 3,500 km ACROSS INDIA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! … Keep reading…

Finding Our Mexican Hacienda

roof terrace

What do you mean Mexican haciendas don’t have paddle pools? Oh man! I thought 500 bucks a month was too good to be true… It may not be vast estate, but we have found our home on Mexico’s Riviera Maya, in Playa del Carmen. Okay, when I say we, I mean we got someone to find it for us. Elizabeth is a PDC local and among her many other talents, occasionally helps clueless gringos such as ourselves to find a … Keep reading…

Good Morning Playa del Carmen!

good morning playa

On our first morning in Mexico we were up with the birds to watch the sunrise over the Caribbean sea thanks to our still-confused body clocks. It was an auspicious start to our new adventure, and a wonderful way to welcome the day. With a few other early birds we waited for the orange ball of light to emerge from the silvery grey horizon.   At the exclusive beach-front resorts, men in crisp white uniforms prepared tables with freshly laundered linens … Keep reading…

A Shaky Start In Texas

Texas plate

The Dunlops hit the tarmac fifteen hours after they lifted off from Sydney airport, but only half an hour had passed. We had gone back in time, landing in Dallas the same day we left, sleep deprived and confused. “Well, there’s no other way to put this, folks, it’s HOT!” the flight attendant announced over the PA. It was almost forty degrees celsius on the ground in Dallas, though 100 degrees (farenheit) sounded far more harsh. “Aauurgh.” I shuddered at the thought. Not … Keep reading…

The Road To Mexico

Oh Mexico cover

As I touched on in my last post, we’re going to Mexico! It felt so right when we finally made the official decision to go two weeks ago. I think it’s funny how we end up doing the things we do, trying ideas on for size and deciding to go somewhere before completely abandoning the idea for another. I guess the seed was planted a year or so ago when I picked up a copy of Oh Mexico, by Lucy Neville about her … Keep reading…