Tag: travel-tips

  • Sun, Sand & Sulking: Why Some People Just Can’t Enjoy Their Holiday

    Photo by Natalya Zaritskaya on Unsplash

    As we are nearing closer to the dreaded (for some) end to the glorious summer, we are taking this opportunity to discuss a topic that will most likely be relative to many of our readers. We are also SO EXCITED to introduce a brand new feature to the blog…‘Readers’ Rants’: where we hand the mic to you, our brilliant readers, to share your funniest, strangest and most infuriating real-life stories. A new monthly feature that gives a new lease of life to your ‘Whines of the Week’!

    There’s a certain type of traveller who’s so used to convenience that they can’t handle even the tiniest inconvenience. You know the type: the person who books an all-inclusive five-star resort in the Caribbean and then loudly complains the sand is “too sandy.” Or the one who spends thousands to “live like the locals” and then has a meltdown because there’s no oat milk and the shower’s cold.

    This is what we call the ‘holiday privilege bubble’ – when people forget the actual purpose of travelling is to experience something different. Different weather, different food, different vibes. Instead, some people treat “different” as a personal insult.

    Why the Privilege Bubble Exists (and Why It Pops Abroad)

    The “privilege bubble” isn’t just being spoilt – it’s a cocktail of habits, comfort zones and psychology. At home, our routines are slick and predictable: fast Wi-Fi, Uber in three minutes, oat lattes on demand, and customer service that bends over backwards to apologise for a two-minute delay. We subconsciously build a mental model that this is normal.

    Take that model on holiday, and suddenly nothing matches. Airport queues stretch for hours, the toilets are a paper-free lottery, and no one cares about your loyalty points. This mismatch between expectation and reality creates what psychologists call a frustration gap, and complaining is how some people fill it.

    In other words:

    • Comfort zones shrink abroad. When you’re used to everything running perfectly, imperfection feels like an insult. Some travellers expect everything to run like a Swiss train timetable. The moment something’s “late” they spiral and that’s the holiday ruined.
    • Loss of control triggers stress. Travelling strips away our ability to micromanage every detail. For some, that feels threatening. New languages, different customs, and strange food can make people defensive. Complaining is often just anxiety in disguise because anything outside the comfort zone is a struggle for some.
    • Social comparison ramps up. Seeing other people “glide” through travel (or appear to on Instagram) amplifies the sense you’re “doing it wrong.” Instagram sells us the dream of “effortless” travel. Reality is standing in a queue with your sweaty passport and needing a wee.
    • Complaining becomes a coping strategy and a force of habit. It’s easier to vent about the queue than sit with the discomfort of being out of your depth. Let’s be honest…some people moan at home, some people moan abroad. A change of scenery doesn’t change personality and certainly doesn’t change the habits of a lifetime!

    But here’s the good news: stepping out of the bubble is exactly what makes travel transformative. The delays, the queues, the “foreignness” all of it stretches your patience, your humour, and your empathy. In short, a popped privilege bubble is a good thing…even if it’s annoying at the time.

    Welcome to Readers’ Rants, the corner of the internet where we hand the mic to you, our brilliant readers, to share your funniest, strangest and most infuriating real-life stories. This week? A Greek getaway, a private transfer, and one holidaymaker who simply could not stop moaning.

    If you have a rant worthy of a read, no matter the topic, we want to hear it! Get in touch via our Contact Us page or via our Socials and you could be a feature on our monthly ‘Readers’ Rants’!

    Life Advice for Dealing With Privileged Moaners

    • Set Boundaries: Don’t let their negativity hijack your holiday mood. Nod, smile, escape to the bar. Learn to ignore them, because ultimately, it doesn’t affect you.
    • Find the Funny: Treat their complaints like background comedy. Use it as entertainment and a story to tell when you go home. “Too many turtles” is basically free inspiration for a stand up show.
    • Gratitude Grounding: When you’re tempted to join in the moaning, remember: you’re on holiday. You’re lucky enough to be travelling, to have escaped the gripes of everyday life, you are free to do as you please…don’t waste it being negative! Guaranteed as soon as you land back at home, you will long to have appreciated it more.
    • Strategic Earbuds: Music or a podcast can save your sanity in queues or on transport and drown out any grumbling. And hey, if it gets really bad, take out your earbud, pop it in said grumblers mouth like a cork and use passive aggression to your advantage… (Not my most helpful tip, but it would be a hilariously funny story!)

    The Bottom Line

    Travel is queues, waiting, and occasional chaos wrapped around unforgettable memories. You’ll never appreciate the sunset cocktails without the sweaty passport queue that came before. So the next time someone starts their “I shall never come here again” speech, remember: they’re stuck in their privilege bubble, but you’re free to roll your eyes, order another drink and stay safe in the knowledge that you are better than them.

    Relax. Be grateful. Take a photo. Help the turtles. And if all else fails, channel your inner Greek island vibe: “No rush. No problem.”

    On that note…

    CHEERS!! To sun, sea and to keeping calm while the privileged moan around us. May your cocktails be cold, your queue short, and your patience endless!

    See you in a week!!

    H x

  • Expectation vs Reality: 10 Tips Every Traveller Should Know Before Going

    Image by Eva Darron 

    Welcome to the dream of “going travelling” – where every day is a golden-hour photoshoot, your backpack holds the secrets of minimalist living, and you drift from city to city like a free-spirited digital nomad with perfect hair. Your Instagram grid will sparkle with untouched beaches, smoothies served in coconuts, and your new life mantra: “Not all those who wander are lost”.

    Now, for the small print. Sunburn that makes you look like a boiled prawn. Lost luggage that only ever contains your favourite clothes. Hostels so dodgy the cockroaches leave you a bad review. Bowel explosions in a small local restaurant that results in evacuating the building. “Ordering an Uber” that turns out to be hopping on the back of a stranger’s motorbike. Boarding the wrong excursion bus and finding yourself stranded in the middle of nowhere, trying to find your way to a zipline course. Accidentally booking a hotel on Bangkok’s red-light street because you’re not culturally or geographically intelligent. Or my personal favourite: floating in the sea, getting slapped in the face by a fish and earning a black eye on what was meant to be a “relaxing island retreat.”

    Here’s the truth: backpacking isn’t glamorous, you probably won’t “find yourself” on a mountaintop, and the emotional rollercoaster will be extreme. But you will come home with a lifetime of stories, bruises, friendships and memories that you’ll cherish forever.

    In this post, I’m breaking down the glossy travel expectations versus the gloriously messy reality, plus the tips to help you survive, thrive, and maybe even enjoy the chaos along the way.

    Let’s unpack this…

    Expectation: You’ve nailed minimalist travel. One sleek backpack, neatly folded capsule wardrobe, and perfectly labelled packing cubes sliding in like Tetris blocks. You look like a pro who’s about to breeze through border crossings.


    Reality: Ten thousand packing cubes somehow bursting out of a 65L backpack that weighs as much as a small elephant. Straps digging into your shoulders, flip-flops dangling off the side, and the sneaking suspicion you’ve packed more than you ever owned. You’ll still forget toothpaste and where the hell did you put your passport?.


    Tip: Lay out everything you think you’ll need, halve it, then halve it again. Buy the rest locally for a fraction of the price. (And yes, snacks still take priority.)

    Expectation: You’re up bright and early, sipping an iced latte in your breezy linen outfit, ready to glide onto a comfy, air-conditioned bus with Wi-Fi and scenic views. You’ll nap peacefully, journal about your adventures, and arrive fresh as a daisy.


    Reality: You got one hour’s sleep after “immersing in local nightlife” and now it’s 5 a.m, you look like sh*t and your portable charger has gone walkabout. You’re on a rickety bus for a four-hour journey down roads that barely exist, flying out of your seat at each pothole. The air smells of sweaty armpits, stale clothes and – wait – is that someone’s cheese snack or your own feet? And if you thought a sleeper train would be better? Think again. There’s no Wi-Fi anywhere, only existential dread and a slight touch of homesickness.


    Tip: Accept that “luxury coach” is code for “deathtrap rollercoaster.” Bring water, tissues, wipes and headphones. Claim a window seat if you can, brace for bumps, and embrace the full sensory experience of “authentic travel.” And forget the travel pillow, there’s no rest for the wicked and certainly no space in your bag. You chose to roam the world; now it’s time to dive into every sleepless, sweaty, unforgettable mile.

    Expectation: Boutique hostels with Instagram-worthy rooms, fluffy towels, clean sheets, friendly roommates, and maybe even a rooftop bar. You’ll meet like-minded travellers, share stories over cocktails, and sleep like a queen.


    Reality: You arrive to find a bunk bed room shared with five strangers, one of whom snores like a small chainsaw. Cockroaches apparently also want in on the bunk action. The bathroom is communal, smells of brown and you’ll look up to see some mystery mould, and your “immersive local homestay” suddenly includes a very hands-on lesson in outdoor toilet logistics: yes, that means a bucket flush over a pothole. You learn very quickly that “authentic experience” is code for “you will not sleep well and may develop a new fear of being outside.”


    Tip: Pack earplugs, a sleep mask, and anti-bug spray. Bonus: bring a small, thin, foldable sheet to sleep on if you’re nervous about the accommodation. Lower your expectations and remember: you’ll always have a story to tell when you get back home.

    Expectation: Exotic street food every meal, endless noodles, stir-fry, curries, and fresh fruit smoothies. Your taste buds will be dancing samba every day while you Instagram every colourful plate.


    Reality: By day three, the novelty has worn off. You’re dreaming of a greasy western diner pizza and questioning why every curry tastes exactly the same. Museums and temples are amazing, but after visiting ten with identical statues and backstories, your brain starts to glaze over and so does your stomach if you don’t get a little variety.


    Tip: Embrace the local cuisine, try new dishes, eat street food, get adventurous. But also remember: it’s no crime to indulge in something familiar every now and then. That little slice of home can feel like a reset button for your taste buds and sanity.

    Expectation: You’ll arrive at hostels and instantly meet lifelong friends from around the world. Deep conversations under lantern-lit bars, laughter until 3 a.m, and instant bonds that will never be broken.


    Reality: Bonding often happens over dodgy stomachs, random karaoke songs, and hilarious language barriers. You’ll meet amazing travellers, swap stories, and share experiences you’ll never forget…but don’t be surprised if a few characters aren’t exactly your cup of tea. Not everyone will be someone you’d “bunk” with again, there will 100% be some behind the scenes gossiping…and that’s perfectly fine.


    Tip: Embrace the chaos, laugh at the mishaps, and cherish the friendships that stick, and politely avoid the ones that don’t. The thing is, you might not keep all the friends you make along the way, life gets in the way and travelling all over the world to see people isn’t always possible. BUT you’ll keep the memories forever, a life well lived I say!

    Expectation: You’ll wake up every morning enlightened, journal in a hammock, meditate by waterfalls, and return home spiritually awakened, glowing, and totally transformed.


    Reality: You still hate early mornings, you’ve developed a new appreciation for toilets with an actual seat, your laundry smells suspicious, and your “spiritual awakening” mostly consists of surviving a trek through a jungle, mosquito bites, and the occasional tropical rainstorm. Realisation hits: you’re exactly the same person…just with more stories, more stamps in your passport, and a newfound love for 7-Eleven toasties!


    Tip: Embrace the messy version of self-discovery. Every misadventure, every wrong turn, and every sweaty armpit is part of the journey. Growth happens in the chaos of the real world, not just in Instagrammable ‘beauty’ spots.

    Expectation: You’ll have your budget planned to the penny, effortlessly navigating foreign ATMs, calculating exchange rates in your head, and always paying the correct amount.


    Reality: There are about a thousand different currencies in the world and, surprise, you won’t remember their names. You’re waving monopoly notes and tiny coins around, hoping you’re giving the right ones, while mentally calculating if you can survive on $3 for lunch. Counting change becomes a full-time job, and good luck with any “fancy” notes. That £5 note with a tiny hole that’s fine in the UK? Over there, it’s instantly void. Small pen marks? Don’t even think about it. You learn fast that currency rules are made to be feared and respected.


    Tip: Count your change meticulously, keep a few backup notes tucked safely away, and accept that some mistakes are unavoidable. You’re travelling and part of that means spending money. And remember: surviving the day on tiny denominations is part of the adventure, just practice your bargaining skills…market vendors are tricky!

    Expectation: You’ll have a dreamy fling under the tropical sun; swimming in waterfalls, sunsets in the background, and sparks flying like a Netflix rom-com.


    Reality: Holiday romance isn’t the steamy travel montage you’ve imagined, it’s often a little cringey and hilariously chaotic. The romanticised tuk-tuk ride? Mostly awkward small talk while you cling on for dear life as the driver dodges cows, potholes and his cousin is trying to sell you bracelets. That sunset beach walk? Interrupted by a rogue street dog running off with your flip-flop. The instant love connection? A bonding chat over matching mosquito bites, sunburn and happy hour cocktail buckets. Not every connection is a great love story, but every awkward encounter makes for a brilliant story to tell back home.


    Tip: Keep it light, embrace the fun, and don’t stress if sparks don’t fly. Holiday romances aren’t about perfection; it’s about the laughs, the mishaps, and the occasional cheesy selfie with someone you might never see again. P.S you’re not in love, it’s the sunburn mixed with the cocktails!

    Expectation: You’ll glide through markets and cafés speaking fluent, charming phrases. Locals will smile at your accent, compliment your pronunciation, and you’ll feel like a polyglot travel pro.


    Reality: You panic, mispronounce everything, and accidentally ask for a goat instead of a coffee. The locals switch to English out of pity, and you spend half your day gesturing wildly and hoping they understand. Somehow, you randomly find yourself confidently saying “thank you” in a sort of Brummie Cambodian and later learn how to say “I love you” in Vietnamese just because…well, why not? Still, half the time you forget how to say hello but a wave will suffice.


    Tip: Learn a handful of solid phrases – hello, please and thank you. Everything else can be improvised with hand gestures, smiles, and a quick go on duolingo in the hotel room. P.S. learning “I love you” in a local language may not help with transactions, but it makes for a funny memory.

    Expectation: You’ll return enlightened, glowing, full of stories, and maybe even slightly taller from all that hiking. Family and friends will marvel at your worldly wisdom, and your luggage will be neatly unpacked within minutes.

    Reality: Jet lag hits like a freight train. You’re exhausted, your laundry pile could collapse a small building, and…you stink. Your friends are mildly impressed but mostly confused by all your tales of life-threatening boat trips, bus journeys, dodgy noodles, and 7-Eleven toasties. You secretly miss the chaos of the sweaty hostels, that karaoke song, and all the weird, wonderful encounters that made you feel alive.


    Tip: Give yourself a buffer week to recover, unpack at your own pace, and actually savour your memories instead of crash-landing back into reality. Coming home is hard but it’s part of the adventure…a bittersweet mash-up of excitement, nostalgia, and the itch to go again. Use it. Turn your photos and stories into a scrapbook, laugh at the disasters, and start plotting your next trip. Adventures don’t come with a quota, the only limit is how many times you’re willing to pack that backpack again. And when the post-trip blues hit? Pour a glass of wine, toast your courage, and start planning the next stamp for your passport. 

    Expectation: You’ll effortlessly create Instagrammable content: flawless sunrise photos, endless reels, and captions that go viral while you sip coconuts on the beach. 

    Reality: Producing one “perfect” reel takes hours. All your time is spent worrying about which song to use, taking videos of literally everything and sweating through your elephant trousers trying to get that one usable shot. That dreamy hammock view? Mostly spent crouched outside of it in awkward positions trying to get rid of your double chin. Cue the realisation that the waterfall you climbed up to see was viewed mainly through your iPhone camera than your own eyes. 

    Tip: Capture memories, not just content. Post the bloopers, lean into authenticity, and don’t let chasing views ruin your trip. Sometimes the best stories happen when your phone is in your pocket! Travel should be about the experience, not just the grid and the basic wine glass at sunset still counts as content. Oh and for the record…free Wi-Fi doesn’t upload reels!

    You won’t always “find yourself” on a mountaintop or magically master every language or currency, and some experiences will test your patience (and your stomach). Yet every wrong bus, every awkward encounter, and every unexpected adventure becomes a story you’ll tell, and treasure, forever.
    So pack your backpack, embrace the chaos, the mayhem, take the detours, and don’t be afraid to look ridiculous sometimes. Laugh at the disasters, and remember: the best memories come from the moments you didn’t plan. And when all else fails, find a 7-Eleven, grab a toastie, pour a cheap glass of wine, and cheers to your big adventure!

    Collect your sunburn, mosquito bites, and spontaneous adventures like badges of honour, because at the end of the day, the best souvenirs aren’t in gift shops, they’re in the stories you bring back.

    ON THAT NOTE

    CHEERS! To the memories that last longer than the tan 😉

    See you in a week pals 🍷

    H x