Vaduz is the capital city of Liechtenstein. A small little enclave sandwiched in between Austria, Switzerland and Germany (which it doesn’t actually border, though shares a language and much history with). I visited it in Winter 2007 for a day as part of my football trip to watch Liechtenstein v. Northern Ireland. A Prince lives…
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I lived on the outskirts of Dartford in Kent, England for around 9 months, kind of sandwiched in between an industrial estate and three train lines to Charing Cross in London. What did I make of life so close to the Thames? The rent in Kent is much cheaper than that in London, as is…
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About a year before this travel blog started, I lived in London, while working for a Communications Agency in Hammersmith. Ravenscourt Park to be exact and it was with Bite Communications. It is so true that there are millions of people living in London and that the city is overcrowded, but my time living and…
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I left Northern Ireland in 2003 to move to Bournemouth, Dorset, England. I had previously visited Bournemouth in 1994 on a family holiday, but my reason for going this time was to live, work and study. I had lived in Northern Ireland all my life and not experienced life in a different place for more…
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What’s the crack with my wee home town then? Having spent most of my blog time on the rest of the world, I thought I’d fill ‘Don’t Stop Living’ in with me, Jonny Scott Blair and Bangor, County Down, Northern Ireland. Famous for well…David Feherty, David Trimble, Keith Gillespie but most notably the wonderful Zoe…
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Iceland had been the last trip of my world tour (which ended then mid-September 2007), but all the time I knew I was heading on a pre-booked cheap deal to Stockholm, Sweden in October 2007, so my travelling bandwagon had not quite worked out how to stop and I was soon on a Ryanair flight…
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A thermal swimming pool in Iceland! Most people have heard of The Blue Lagoon haven’t they? Well I’d heard of it and when I realised I was in Iceland, suddenly it would have been stupid not to visit it. So without swimming trunks I didn’t want to go in naked, so I had to buy…
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The main airport in Iceland is at Keflavik. Thats where I arrived into Iceland the day before Northern Ireland’s European Qualifier with Iceland in September 2007. I had stayed two nights in the Aurora Guesthouse in central Reykjavik, near the large church. Then by chance I met up with a young lady called Una whom…
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I had seen the Pohutu and Prince of Wales Feathers Geysir’s in Rotorua in New Zealand’s North Island in July 2007. Both were fascinating, but you had to pay entry into a ‘museum’ at Te Peiua on the outskirts of the city, and then walk round a custom-built set which led to the geysirs. That…
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The next part of the Golden Circle tour of Iceland took us to Gulfoss, an absolutely gorgeous waterfall in the heart of Iceland’s countryside. It is part of the Hvita River, in a canyon in South West Iceland. Upon walking towards Gulfoss, there is a strong wicked wind and a nice spray of ice cold…
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