The peaceful calling of birds woke me from my sleep. I lifted my head and silently cursed as I realised how sore my face was when I shifted my facial expression. I was still burnt. Part of me had hoped that the sunburn hadn’t really been that bad and I’d wake up to find my… Read More

I couldn’t have been more relieved to be on a plane travelling over 6,000 kilometres to the Caribbean. Since my trip to Mallorca in the summer of 2008 – the one where I accidently stood on a drug syringe – things had quite frankly gone to shit. I returned from Mallorca to a new school… Read More

Another day, another island! What would our view be of today? I wondered as I clambered, bleary-eyed towards the window. I wiped the sleep from my eyes and clasped the curtains in my hands. More mountains? Forests? Beaches? The possibilities were endless. I knew we were arriving in St Lucia today and I was curious… Read More