Roaming Around Italia!

To finish off my summer I spent a week in Italy. Eating as much spaghetti and pizza as I can handle!

We started off in Rome visiting some amazing sights including St Peters Square, the Colosseum and for any Lizzie McGuire movie fans I also made a wish in the beautiful Trevi fountain.

An estimated 3,000 euros is thrown into the fountain everyday!
We also went on a bar crawl around Rome with so many nationalities. To say that was a crazy night would be an understatement.

After 4 days we took the train to Naples…
Well let’s just say Naples isn’t quite like Rome. We were staying in the unsafe area and for what it’s worth I wouldn’t recommend being outside at night. Still to get over our initial shock we made plans…

The next day we took the ferry to Capri. Okay if I was rich Capri would be my holiday destination for a lifetime it was so beautiful and the water was so clear. We actually had an amazing day sitting on the beach with all the locals.

I wish I lived here!
On our final full day we took the train which we stood on for an hour with no air-con (tragic) to Pompeii. As one of the worlds heritage sites it was amazing and so sad to imagine a city wiped out after being buried under a mountain of volcano ash from the eruption of Mount Vesuvius. We actually saw a preserved child, dog and adult which is just so sad and one of the most memorable parts of my trip to Naples.

Also fun fact Bastilles song Pompeii actually was about Pompeii I googled it just to double check then we listened to it. Such a throwback tune! 

Pompeii Ruins!

My trip to Italy was incredible despite some bits being a bit hazy from all the wine we drunk. Once again I met some amazing people and visited an amazing country. My drive to keep travelling has only been fueled even more….

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The Power Of Social Media

Urgh social media I love to hate it. I’m the type of person who loves to go abroad because half the time I can’t be on my phone usually because there is no wifi. However, when I come home I’m still always glued to my phone. It’s like how can I be both people? 

Social media also drives me mad because you can basically follow what everyone’s doing. People you like, people you don’t like as much and just everyone in general. 

Then there’s ‘liking’ people’s post and reading into what it means. It’s so damn calculated. When someone who I dunno maybe you like or unsure about (clearly undecided), likes your post I read into it so damn much. I’m like why did they like a post from 3 days ago. It obviously means they looked at your profile? 

Okay I’ll stop venting. Thank god I’m getting on a plane tomorrow haha. However, just seen another earthquake has hit near Naples in Italy. Guess whose going to be their on Sunday… 

I read this quote the other day;

“I am here to live out loud” – Emilia Zolita

I feel like I need to take this advice and stop questioning everything online and just live. If people want to do weird and calculated things it’s on them. I’m just going to keep doing me. On that note I need to go pack for Italy….

When It’s Time To Fly The Nest 

I always hate the feeling of being trapped it’s like being stuck somewhere you don’t belong. Home was always the saviour whenever I hated uni I knew I could always come home. Whenever I went to my dad’s house on the weekend and hated sitting their knowing I was always a second class citizen I knew I only had to wait till 4pm Sunday evening to come home. However, what happens when you’re finally content with life and home isn’t where you want to be…

This summer I’ve seen so much and although I’ve had a desire to travel I’ve always been hesitant because of uni experiences and life in general I never thought I could do it. 

But now things are different…
I hate being stuck at home I’m counting down the days till I’m in Italy. I’ve come up with a plan so that I can travel and see more of the world after I’ve come back from Italy. Things take time, but for once I’ve got a plan. And although it pains me to say it although I do love home. Me, my sister and my mum are literally the three musketeers we are so close and I’m so grateful for that. This in no way is meant to sound ungrateful, but I finally understand the meaning of flying the nest.

I’m ready to move on. Ready to see the world. I’ve never had such a burning desire to get out of this town where everything’s been the same for a very long time. Most people here seem to be stuck with no desire to move on. 

Today I watched ‘Everything Everything’ it’s a good film I would deffo recommend. It’s basically about this girl who is trapped in her house due to having a severe illness. I won’t ruin the ending, but let’s just say being stuck in her house is kind of how I feel right now.

When I was sitting on the beach in Greece or travelling on a boat I never felt so free. Now that this is my reality being stuck at home part of me feels like I’m waiting for the next adventure when surely life should just be one big adventure? 

Surviving Earthquakes and Holiday Blues

So I’ve had a crazy summer so far…

After I went to Mexico. I then took a trip to Suffolk and went to latitude festival where I jumped on my best friends shoulders and sung my heart out to Mumford and Sons – I will wait whilst rather intoxicated. 

From there I went to Kos in Greece. Our first night things went bump and we experienced their first earthquake in many years. Although it was my first night we also experienced aftershocks the second night which I was wide awake for. Fortunately we were in the south Kos town experienced the majority of the disaster and I just feel so sorry for all the injured and the victims. Greece is so beautiful and for a town to be destroyed by a natural disaster is so tragic.

Anyway so after surviving the earthquake we experienced Kos clubs which were not like British clubs although they had the British music people were allowed to smoke so I ended up smelling like an ashtray some nights when we ventured to Downtown which is an underground club in Kardamena. 

We also went on a boat trip to paradise beach also known as bubble beach due to the volcano nearby some parts of the beach experience air bubbles. Fortunately I had my camera this whole summer so I captured some footage of the bubbles!

I never thought I could fall in love with a place so badly, but after 3 weeks which resulted in us using our bank cards in foreign ATM’s to withdraw more money. It’s safe to say I never wanted to leave despite having the worlds worst hangover on the final day and I mean horrific!


I would go back in a heartbeat I actually looked at flights, but they were all fully booked. Myself and my sister had two mottos in Kos;

The first one – What happens in Kos stays in Kos

The second one – Here for a good time not a long time

So now after following several people on Instagram from our holiday and questioning whether we will ever keep in touch. I am now waiting for our next adventure to Italy in 10 days where we will be travelling to Rome and Naples.

What I’ve learned most from this summer is I never want to live in my hometown forever this world is to beautiful to be stuck in one place.

Getting Away

So for the last two weeks I have been in Mexico. There is nothing I love more than leaving my normal life behind and hopping on a plane. Although it did take 11 hours!

Switching off from the world being in a completely different time zone and meeting new people was absolutely incredible. Part of me wishes I never had to come back. Although I do have exciting things ahead so the feeling of sadness quickly evaporated.

Getting away from the world doesn’t have to just be going to a different country. There are so many other ways to getaway when things seem to be too much this includes;

-Turning off my phone! Social Media is one of the easiest ways to switch off from the world

– Visiting a new town or city. I recently went to Scotland although it is an hours plane journey it’s somewhere I had never been before

– Taking a walk also always gives me the thinking time I need.

From now on I’m definitely going to make sure I take time to getaway. For now I am onto the next adventure of sleeping in a tent at a festival for 4 nights wish me luck!

Still dreaming of Mexico’s sunset…

Turning The Page 

Hey, it’s been a while!

Recently I’ve met up with people from Uni who I don’t speak to that often and have treated me like rubbish in the past. People may ask why I bothered even giving them the time of day. I like to think im a forgiving person and someone that can rise above. This may be viewed as weak, but it is who I am. So although I was apprehensive I met up with them anyway.
I would like to think this last year has changed me. I’ve learnt to stand on my own two feet and if I’m not happy having the courage to make changes.

So I met up with one friend which ended up a disaster, but I kind of treated it as closure. I have finally accepted that I have gave them a chance and they were no different.

Last weekend I also met up with another friend. My mum doesn’t approve of this person because she treats me like crap. All I could think of was the Justin Bieber song ‘Love Yourself’ haha. So I waited a year before seeing her then she ended up also treating me like crap. After I drove all that way. Although she did apologise it was a backhanded apology. 

I’ve finally got my closure. I’m not gonna worry about what they think of me and how they feel because let’s be honest they don’t care. Some people would have dropped these people along time ago. It may have taken me a bit longer, but I think it’s a lesson learned and it’s time to move on. 


Now I’m on to bigger and better things although it may have taken me a long time to realise having very few friends is better than having friends who treat you worse than strangers. 

Hope everyone has a good day! 

After The Binge

Although this doesn’t happen very often anymore as it’s so hard to get back on it after. I very really never have a binge weekend. But yes it does happen… 

When I say a binge weekend I don’t mean a glass of wine or a piece of chocolate I mean 3 days non-stop drinking alcohol, eating everything in sight and not exercising. I even went one step further and had the dreaded McDonalds which I probably haven’t had in like over 4 months and then Monday hits you.

Today I got up went on the scales which is probably the worst things to do and jumped back off before my final number hit because I knew it was high. I then exercised with bruised knees and painful swollen feet. No it was not fun, no I probably didn’t give it my best but I did it.

I did a HIIT session and am now laying on my bed. 

I know why I don’t do it as often, because one as you may have seen from my post yesterday; https://courageouslyjustliving.wordpress.com/2017/05/14/making-the-same-mistakes/ it’s not always fun. And two because it undone all the effort and hard work I had put in the week before. It also makes it so much harder to not eat carbs and resist eating everything in sight because your body gets used to a certain levels of food. It also makes my skin very bad! Next weekend Im going to Scotland knowing I will be drinking but ensuring it won’t be a ‘binge’ weekend because I’m only human right? 

So I came up with a list of reasons why binge weekends whether it be chocolate or alcohol or in my case both are not necessarily worth it;

1. It makes healthy eating so much harder when Monday comes around

2. It makes your skin terrible and in my case UDI’s (Unidentified Drunkard Injuries)

3. One night might be fun but a whole weekend can actually turn out to be a disaster

4. Wasting so much money 

5. Looking at the scale on Monday with no hope what so ever

6. Drinking and fuelling your body on alcohol is actually really bad and can leave you dehydrated for days 

7. Not everything has to revolve around food or drink socialising shouldn’t be an excuse

8. Losing weight won’t come any easier 

9. The pain in your feet isn’t enjoyable from wearing those heels and attempting to dance like Shakira

10. Most of the time you regret it anyway 

So I need to make a mental log of these feelings, my mum used to say if you could put the feeling of a hangover in a bottle to remember we wouldn’t bother drinking at all. So here I am back to healthy eating early Monday morning attempting to seize the day…