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Kids flying kites, Inle Lake, Burma.
Wildlife spotting at Wilson’s Promontory National Park, Australia
Emu and kangaroo spotting.
Stunning mekong sunset 4000 islands, southern Laos
Dalit village children in Tulsipur, Nepal
Praying lady, Angkor Wat, Siem Reap
Killing tree in the Killing Fields, Phnom Phen, Cambodia
Fish seller with flower in hair, Bagan market, Myanmar.
Ordination of monks at Shwedagon Pagoda, Burma
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Pink moss bridges, Kyoto in JapanÂ
Poaching eggspert
Turn down the heat once the water is bubbling hot. Make a whirlpool with a fork or whisk and crack your egg really close to the water into the middle of the whirlpool. Bring up the heat very slightly, but not bubbling. I don't use a timer. Instead, use a spoon to scoop under the egg to make sure it hasn't stuck to the bottom of the pan. You can then lift it up and gently touch the yolk with your finger to check for firmness.Â
Add tomatoes, spinach and  a piece of oily mackerel. Pure perfection.
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Miami baby! Well, Hollywood actually...
Final stop. Miami. And wow, what a weekend! I truly landed on my feet when I decided I’d give couch surfing a go. For those who don’t know, couch surfing is a website community of people willing to host you in their house for free, either on their couch or spare room if they have one.
It so happened that my time in Miami coincided with Miami Urban Beach weekend, part of the Memorial Day holiday celebrations. Over 200,000 people descend on the city and so my couch surfing requests were not going too well as many hosters were leaving the chaos of the city behind them. Lucky for me, I was invited to stay in Hollywood, just a half hour drive from Miami.
With it being the holiday weekend, the natural thing to do is to invite your friends round for a pool party, the perfect remedy to recover from Miami’s club scene the night before. A beautiful day with beautiful people, lots of laughter, games and rum! Too.Much.Fun!
After a few coconut cocktails, we headed out to experience the Miami nightlife. With my new friends dancing around me, oblivious to how I was feeling, overcome with happiness knowing how far I’d come. Memories flooding my mind of the places I’d been and the people I’d met. In 12 hours I’d be on the plane home but none of that mattered at that precise moment, I was going to dance until the end and no one was going to stop me!
Monday. The day that had been looming over me for weeks. But I didn’t feel sad. Just proud of myself and excited. Fate delivered the perfect weekend. A big celebration with like minded people, finished off with an hour in the arms of my new found love, the sea. Crystal clear waters and beautiful, lively waves, just perfect for diving under. Revitalised and reawakened from the only possible way to end this journey, I headed straight to the airport with a calmness in my body and happiness in my soul.
The magic of Machu Picchu
There's a sharpness to these words. They contain mystery, inspiration and surprise. Ma-chu-Pic-chu. The sound resonates with a different melody to what we are used to hearing. A powerful name for a powerful place, Machu meaning old and Picchu meaning peak, standing 2400 metres above sea level. Machu Picchu was discovered in 1911 by Hiram Bingham, an explorer and treasure hunter from the US. The Spanish never discovered the city, yet it had never been lost to those who lived around it and with the help of indigenous farmers, Bingham was led to the site and brought it to the attention of the world.
This was my second time visit; a couple of years ago I trekked the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu and raised over £5k for a children's hospice in doing so. It was an incredible experience and most definitely the best and most popular way to visit the sacred Inca site. Four days trekking and camping out under the stairs to then be rewarded with the view of the city from the Sun Gate is breathtaking. However, lack of time meant that the train was the best option and so after spending a night in the quaint village of Ollantayambo, I started out on another incredible journey. The scenery is stunning, passing through the valleys with steep mountains and inca ruins and terraces either side, and even passing the entrance bridge for the Inca trail.
If you're in Agua Calientes the night before, it is definitely worth getting up early to get the first bus. The site opens its doors at 6am and being one of the first in there and capturing those pics without a soul in site is both enchanting and mysterious. Machu Picchu has so much energy, it has soul and as soon as I walked through the gates I felt that same feeling I'd had two years ago. It leads you to explore its nooks and crannies, it captures your imagination, it has a calmness that invites you to stay as long as possible.
I was lucky enough to get a ticket for Huayna Picchu, the iconic soaring summit that inevitably attracts the attention of every newcomer. The pathways, terraces, individual buildings and observation platforms were discovered during Bingham's second expedition to Machu Picchu. There are almost 900 steps to get to the top, almost 3000 metres above sea level, where the birds eye view of Machu Picchu resembling a condor with outstretched wings is simply incredible.
This brings me on to the Incas. Everything you see at Machu Picchu and other Inca ruins has meaning. The Incas were a very intelligent and advanced civilisation. One of the most incredible and baffling observations about Machu Picchu is the construction of the buildings. The Incas used a dry masonry method to construct buildings without mortar using stones that fit so perfectly together that nothing can slip between them, making them extremely resistant to earthquakes. They had no iron, no steel and no wheels, proving it took tremendous effort to justify the laborious construction of this magic city in such a challenging land.
And why would they do this? Well, this brings me back to what I love most about Machu Picchu and that's the energy you can feel walking around the site. The most plausible explanation for its inception is that it was built as a sacred centre to worship natural resources and specifically the Sun. The Incas observed the movement of the sun, moon and stars and used this knowledge to strategically place buildings and windows to observe astronomical events such as solstice sunrises and equinoxes. In fact, when the sun of the winter solstice enters through the central window, it falls directly on the large ceremonial stone. Clever stuff!
Another breathtaking example of Inca stonemasonry is the Temple of the Condor, which the Incas skilfully shaped into the outspread wings of a condor in flight. On the floor is a rock carved in the shape of a condor's head that's believed to have been used as a sacrificial alter. It was here that sacrifices were made to the gods. If you were a girl of beauty in Inca times, you would surely have been chosen to serve the gods with your fate becoming one of the 150 female mummy's that were found buried in caves around the site.
I spent a good seven hours at the site, which gave me the opportunity to take a half hour hike to the the Inca Bridge on the western side of the site. It was built as a secret entrance to Machu Picchu for the Inca army.
I loved learning about the Incas and Machu Picchu. I love that it was completely self contained, producing enough food on its terraces to feed the entire community and had constant water supply that they channeled to the city through subterranean and open canals. So unbelievably clever and mind blowing at times. It is a place I'll visit again during my lifetime and one that shouldn't be missed. It's just special, it's magical and best of all it's surrounded by breathtaking natural beauty.
Necesito Ceviche!
I first came across this in Copacabana. 9am and I was sat at a street food stall with the locals tucking into a cold bowl of raw fish "cooked" in a citrus marinade of good stuff! So tasty, I went back there for lunch! Ceviche is a pretty big deal in Peru, which was a good thing for me as that was where I was headed. They even have a National Ceviche Day! It’s 28th June, for those of you looking for an excuse to celebrate. And why not? Ceviche is quick and easy to make, healthy, and surprisingly varied.
Many Peruvian ceviche recipes call for sea bass, but I’ve eaten many other fish ceviche dishes that work just as well. I’d be most inclined to experiment with whatever is freshest at your fish market as Ceviche should always be made the same day you purchase the fish.
Recipe for you to try at home! Ceviche, which involves immersing delicate raw fish in aromatic citrus juices, is a very typical Peruvian dish and an innovative way to slowly "cook" fresh fish. Habanero chiles add a spicy kick to the dish, but are balanced out by a mixture of sweet potatoes, corn, and butter lettuce. 1 1/4 pounds fish fillets (sea bass, sole, or flounder), cut on the bias into 1-inch dice 1 quart water, boiled and chilled 1 red onion, cut in 1/2 lengthwise and sliced thin 1 aji amarillo, rib and seeds removed, diced 1 clove garlic Salt and pepper 1/4 cup fresh lime juice 1/4 cup fresh lemon juice 2 teaspoons finely chopped cilantro leaves 2 ears corn, cut in 1/2 1 sweet potato, sliced 1/4-inch thick 2 tablespoons canola oil 1 head butter lettuce Japanese seaweed, for garnish
Directions Have grill pre-greased and preheated to medium-high. Place fish in a non-reactive bowl. Add 3 cups of chilled water to fish and rinse gently. Drain water. Add onions to remaining chilled water and let soak. Meanwhile, place aji, garlic, and pinch of salt in a mortar and pestle. Grind to make a paste. Combine fish, lime and lemon juices, aji and garlic paste, salt, pepper, and cilantro. Let marinate for 10 minutes. Brush corn and sweet potato slices with oil and place on grill. Cook about 10 minutes. When ready to serve, divide fish ceviche among 4 lettuce cups and top with onion slices. Serve with grilled corn and sweet potato slices and garnish with Japanese seaweed, if desired.
Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl!
So you've already learnt about the Bolivian cholitas, their traditions and love of parties. Well, arriving in Copacabana, a quaint town in the shores of Lake Titicaca, I was about to see for myself what this really entailed. I arrived late at night to fireworks being set off and people flooding the streets in what seemed to be a street party. The following morning before I set off to Isla del Sol with Rachel, groups of cholitas and their men were sat on street corners drinking beer. Surreal activity to celebrate the Ascension of Our Lord, the day on which Jesus Christ, 40 days after rising from the dead, ascended bodily into Heaven.
On the southern part of the lake is the sacred Ica Isla del Sol (Island of the Sun) which is accessed by boat from Copacabana. The island has over 80 Inca ruins and agricultural terraces and in Inca mythology, it is believed that the island is the birthplace of the sun. We took the boat over, got settled in a cute little hostel and took a walk up the 'birthplace' to watch the sunset. The walk was beautiful, the rocky landscapes, harsh rocky terrain, eucalyptus trees, agricultural terraces and small fishing communities lining the shores.
That night, chilled, so very quite, not a sound, I feel into a deep deep sleep only to be woken an hour later by the sounds of drums. Boom boom boom. Then, trumpets, trombones, a parade of loud (drunk) musicians passing our window. Disoriented, "Where are we?" I proclaimed as I banged my head in the window to see what all the commotion was about! This spectacle continued until 7am the following morning.
So it seems that was just the dress rehearsal! The next day, our bodies tired and with no sleep, we walked to the beautiful cove of Challa, a two hour hike away. We sat with school children on the beach, sharing biscuits and stories.
Our final day on the island and a great finale. We were treated to a full day of celebrations, dancing, music, costumes. All the cholitas out in full glory, with their jewels, big skirts, bowler hats. It was merry, colourful and loud!
Getting wet in the Pampas
My fellow Jungle Jane, Nicole, and I headed back to Rurrenbaque to join the rest of the La Paz crew for the second part of our trip, to the Pampas. This area of Bolivia is green and wet and teeming with wildlife. The pampas are a network of waterways with walls of impenetrable high trees that are a perfect hiding place for the animals here. We got very close to monkeys swinging in the trees, birds screeching for all to hear, turtles sunning themselves on logs and black caimans lurking in the muddy waters.
It was a much more chilled out few days, lounging back in a boat taking in the sights. There's a lot more wildlife on view from the comfort of your seat, but the only issue is the number of other boats you see along the way. It wasn't like the jungle experience where you feel isolated with no other groups in sight. But it was enjoyable all the same and a welcomed chilled out few days after all the trekking we'd been doing.
Our lodge on the river side had three resident caimans, two speckled and a black caiman which can grow up to 10ft, slightly disconcerting when you're sitting in a basic dugout canoe. We went hunting through swamp land for anacondas with no luck and then searched for piranhas again with no luck. There are plenty of pink dolphins but getting a descent photo is near impossible.
After being woken by the sound of the howler monkeys, it was time for a spot of anaconda hunting. The anacondas here aren’t the 30 ft. beasts that inhabit the dense jungles of Brazil, but they can still reach anywhere from 10-15 ft, which is large enough for me. Fortunately enough, after walking through swamp land in search of burrowing anacondas for the best part of an hour, we didn't find any, just more bird spotting including a colourful toucan!
After lunch, it was off for a spot of piranha fishing. If you have never fished for bloodthirsty river fish before, apparently the best way to test if there are piranhas in the water is to toss a small piece of bloody meat into the river, and if it immediately disappears in a flurry of splashes you’ve found your fishing hole. Needless to say, our fishing trip wasn't so successful and all we caught was a sardine.