Around the world in 412 days

Exactly four years ago today, my husband and I boarded a plane bound for Marrakech, the first stop on a fourteen month journey around the other side of the world. I can’t believe it was that long ago – we had such an amazing time (laughs, excitement, adrenaline, slight panic, elephants…) and made good friends along the way. I thought I’d share some of our memories with you; it sounds a bit cheesy but it really was a once in a lifetime experience.

Below are some pics from our time away, as well as an explanation of how we ended up shoving our lives into a backpack and trekking through South East Asia, Australasia and the US.  And if I’ve rambled on too much and you’d rather just look at our blog from the trip to see more pics and hear about our adventures, you can scroll down to the link near the bottom!


Left to right: A helpful sign on Ko Phi Phi, Thailand; getting ready to jump out of a plane in New Zealand; in Beijing for Chinese New Year; Flinders Street station in Melbourne; giving an elephant a bath in Luang Prubang, Laos; visiting a minefield in Cambodia; the beautiful landscape in New Zealand; climbing a glacier in Franz Josef, New Zealand; sitting in ‘Central Perk’, LA. 

Simon had always wanted to go travelling and I had thought about it a few times, but life sort of took over as it has a habit of doing.  I’d spent three years at university as a mature student taking my teaching degree and we’d also got married so we both thought we’d probably missed our opportunity.  Our change of heart happened during my first year of teaching; my school was a difficult one and it became quite apparent that twelve hour days and working over the weekend was going to be the norm.  I loved my job but I believe really strongly in having a decent life outside work and I had to make an important decision about whether or not to continue in education (those of you who know me well will know that I did go back, after our trip.  It seems that education is something I’m really passionate about and it’s hard to escape!) So, fairly early on in that school year we said “sod it” and decided to go.  I needed to finish my year at school, and then we had to start saving.

We’d spent over a year saving like mad, doing two jobs at a time as well as any other freelance work that came up (this is how I ended up working in theatre), and not going out much.  Everything had been so crazy in the final few weeks before our departure as we had to pack up all of our stuff and store it, organise mobile phone contracts etc, and we both worked right up until a day or two before we left.  That first day, we were both exhausted but really excited about what the coming months would bring.

We’d spent plenty of time perusing our Lonely Planet books (we have quite a collection of them) deciding where we were going to go – it was a bit like being a kid in a sweet shop; the world was pretty much our oyster and we had no restrictions on what we could do.  We also had no time limit – we would keep going until our money ran out! Some countries were ruled out by their restrictive entry regulations – I seem to remember that for us to visit Nigeria we would have to prove to them that we had several thousand pounds in the bank, and a letter from someone living in the country to vouch for us to stay where we said we we going to.  It all sounded a bit too much like hard work and with so many places to go, we decided that anywhere that made it hard for us to go wasn’t going to be that high on our list.

So, we’d made a rough plan of the countries we wanted to see and a (very) rough itinerary, but the only thing we’d booked before we left was our flights to Marrakech and a couple of nights’ accommodation in a Riyadh.  The rest of it we’d figure out once we got there – and this way meant we had a lot more freedom about where we went and how long we wanted to stay in each place.  It turned out that this was the best way to do it – we had so much freedom (which was partly what the whole travelling lark was about) and on many occasions during our trip we just decided in the morning where we were going next and booked it there and then (thank heavens for the internet!)


Right at the beginning when we were very pale and pretty ‘green’…

Marrakech was a bit of a culture shock (it was November, we were very pale and were carrying enormous backpacks – it wasn’t until a month or so later that we began to look like seasoned travellers) but after our first day there we began to become a little more confident. We only stayed for a few days in the end, before deciding that what we really needed was a week of relaxing on a beach somewhere to wind down from our crazy year.  After that, the real travelling could commence!

In our fourteen months away, we did some incredible things, visited eighteen different countries (Thailand several times, Australia and China twice), jumped out of an aeroplane, rode elephants, climbed the Great Wall of China, saw the Beach Boys in concert in Manila, climbed a glacier, blagged our way into a red carpet film premier in LA and much more besides.  Oh, and we’ve also visited every Disneyland on the planet!

I could write pages and pages about our trip but I think the best way to tell you all about it is for you to read our blog – head on over to and take a look for yourself…

The Little Lemon, the Little Fox and lots of Duckies

I know I’ve not written for a while and have been meaning to for a few weeks but I hadn’t realised until I checked yesterday that it’s actually been about six weeks since I wrote about our weekend in Monza, and the main reason is that we’ve been rushed off our feet making giant mountains of fudge which is never a bad thing! This is the Little Lemon’s first festive season so we’ve jumped in feet first and booked ourselves in for eight markets and a wedding cake, all before the middle of December. Sound crazy? Well, maybe a little bit but it’s been so much fun so far that despite not being able to move for crates of fudge in our house we’re really enjoying ourselves.

We’ve twice had friends round for the evening to help us cut and package fudge in return for dinner, which is an alternative to Tupperware evenings (although now I come to think of it, it’s probably not that different) and we’ve been busy putting together our gift boxes too. This weekend, our Canadian friend Chaps who is on tour in Paris with Cirque de Soleil came to visit us and was not deterred at all by us roping him in to help at Lighting Up The Manor (setting up a state of the art show in a ginormous tent all over the world is nothing compared with setting up the Little Lemon…)

blue_gift_inst red_gift_inst small_gift_instNext weekend we’ll be at the Duck Pond market for Saturday AND Sunday; the last time we did a two-day event there was the Medieval weekend in August which was brilliant, and this time there’ll be Christmas music and mulled wine! Can’t wait.  After that we’ll be back at the Little Fox for an evening market (“The Starlight Market” which just sounds lovely and Christmasy) and then another two-dayer at the Duck Pond in mid-December. Phew. Oh, and some dear friends are tying the knot at the end of this month and we’re delighted to be making their cake for them. They’ve chosen beautiful autumnal colours for the wedding – imagine deep reds, burnt oranges, winter berries and leaves and you’ll get an idea – and the decoration of the cake will complement the bride’s bouquet. We’re very excited about it!


We’re so pleased that the Little Lemon has taken off so well, and even the website is starting to garner more attention with online orders coming in and people tweeting us lovely messages about our fudge.  So, come mid-December we’ll have a chance to sit down and rest our aching feet, spend time with loved ones and enjoy a few days off, but until then it’s going to be a real whirlwind of a time. A big, Christmasy whirlwind covered in tinsel and baubles, of course.