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Christmas Radio Show Transcript

Last Wanderlust Wednesday radio show of the year, featuring all your favourite festive tunes and the ten best places to spend Christmas!

Portsmouth Life, Writing Spots

All About Tea – Portsmouth

There's nothing quite like the feeling of finding that perfect place to get really stuck into a piece of writing or reading. I've come across many ideal nooks and crannies throughout my travels and I want to share them with you. I visited the first in my series of great writing spots today between my… Continue reading All About Tea – Portsmouth

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Wanderlust Wednesdays EP2

If you want to listen along while you read here is the Spotify playlist for this week's show. At the River - Groove Armada Hello and welcome to Wanderlust Wednesdays, your weekly dose of escapism, I’m Kaitlin and I will be your host. That was  by Groove armada, hopefully it washed away some of… Continue reading Wanderlust Wednesdays EP2

Portsmouth Life, Travels

Seven Daily Views

I recently started an Instagram project called #DailyView. I got the idea whilst sat on the bench in the first image. The wind rustled the leaves and the day just caught my attention. I realised that we are surrounded by so much beauty every day. Anything you see with your eyes is a view.Make sure… Continue reading Seven Daily Views


GUEST BLOG – I left my heart in the Highlands

A guest blog post I wrote for the awesome Marauding JJ’s website!

Analogue John

Guest blog by Kaitlin McKenzie.

I love flying. I love the adrenaline rush of takeoff, the always-blue skies, the excitement of going somewhere new.

Or, rather, in this case, somewhere that feels like home.

As the crew prepare for landing, I sit snugly in my Easyjet economy seat and peek down through the clouds at glimpses of the land below.

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Memories of descents toward destinations like lush, green Bali or burnt-red central Australia flit through my mind. But the land below me now is nothing like those.

Dark green hills roll like waves beneath us, sand-coloured lines squiggle across the terrain, forged by busy landrovers or wandering rivers.

The hills are covered by a patchwork quilt of green, dry grey, and heather brilliantly purple even from our altitude.

These are the hills of Scotland.

I spent the cloudier part of the plane journey leafing through the in-flight magazine. One…

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