To New Beginnings

This post is a fresh start – having begun Semper Explorandum in my first year of university, the reality of juggling an intense degree, spending months away from home on archaeological excavations and commuting to university meant that my attempts at writing were little more than sporadic. Whilst my dream career is as a travel…

A Personal Tour of the Louvre

You can tell whether anyone posing in front of I.M. Pei’s infamous pyramid entrance to this museum actually intends on visiting based on one thing. Footwear. To try and pack in as much as possible of this museum you need your most comfortable shoes so forget Parisian chic and all that rubbish – just wear…

Postcards from Paris – Part 1

Bonjour mon petit pois!! Just after Christmas my brother and I headed away on a joint Christmas/birthday treat together to Paris. My brother had never been and I only visited once aged 9 but some memories are still incredibly vivid and others came flooding back during our three day trip. We essentially wandered around Paris…

A London Ramble – Robots, V&A and the Design Museum

Well its been a while… not that I haven’t been writing but in the past handful of months nearly every milisecond has been taken up with churning out endless essays and realising that three years into my degree I probably understand less about archaeology than I did when I was significantly less in debt. What…

World Mental Health Day Special: Bedlam Exhibition Review

Today is World Mental Health Day so it seemed an appropriate day to review Bedlam: the Asylum and Beyond exhibition at the Wellcome Collection in central Londo. I visited this exhibition during an extended lunch-break from university and whilst usually I prefer to spend my spare time avoiding deadlines and catching up with friends, for…

Israel Photo Diary – Dead Sea and Desert

My time in Jerusalem was undoubtedly the highlight of my trip – walking through the Old City mixing with Ethiopian monks, Hasidic Jews and Palestinian shoppers all in such a small space. The city itself is a microcosm of the cultural make-up of the rest of urban Israel, however I wasn’t to find that out…