Do you remember when…

This month’s travel link up theme made me cast my mind back over various travel memories, both good and not so good. I was having such a good time reminiscing that I thought I’d share this stream of consciousness with you, direct from the depths of my brain.

To my husband and favourite travel companion, I’d ask whether he remembers when we found the previous occupants’ dirty dishes hidden in the chest of drawers in our hostel room in Hobart? Well, when the showers looked like this we really shouldn’t have been surprised, I guess.


I wonder whether he remembers that time when we tried to go on a relaxing holiday and then realised there was a UNESCO World Heritage Site nearby? Namely, the Roman palace at Split, built in the 4th century. No big deal.


Oh and that the next time we went back to Croatia it rained so much we nearly got washed into the sea in our tiny hire car?


How about that time we planned a whole day trip to Ettalong and forgot to check whether anything was open – spoiler alert, it wasn’t. Not a sausage. We sat on the beach eating ice cream until the next ferry arrived and then we went home again.


Lastly, S may not want to be reminded of the brief autumn break we spent in Paris which was beautiful, except the sofabed in our Airbnb kept trying to fold itself up in the middle of the night with us still in it. There’s also the fact he was trying to finish off his thesis at the time and I was about to start my Worst Ever Nightmare Job but we definitely won’t talk about that.


To my big sister D, I’d ask; do you remember when we used to play Guess Who endlessly in the very back seats of the family car on our camping trips to France? Do you remember how Sam kept falling out, and we eventually lost him for good, only finding him again when we had to deep clean the car out to sell it? I feel like those camping trips were very formative, for all of us.

To my bestie, I’d ask if she remembers that time when I got a really awkward sunburn on our field trip to Spain? And I know she remembers this photo. It still cracks me up.


To assorted family members who shall remain nameless, remember that time we didn’t have a key to the chalet in Chamonix due to an administrative error (ahem) and we had to sit and wait in a garage for someone to drive it to us, from four hours away?

To my big sister J I’d ask if she remembers when we kept finding signs that made us laugh wherever we went. Gorilla burger, anyone? Would you like fries with that?


I’m assuming this one is a technical term.


(Sorry about the quality of these pictures. #2006)

I’d ask my university friends if they remember that time we decided to go on a day trip to Calais, a place not normally known for its beauty or touristic appeal. We got there, something weird happened to my car, we got very rained on, ate some crepes, and called it a day.


To my work colleagues, I’d say do you remember that time when we got boats out to a cool cove off the shore of Mallorca, everyone jumped in, then started yelling and heading rapidly back towards said boats? Those jellyfish had a field day.


To my other bestie E, I’d ask if she remembers the first glimpse we caught of the New York skyline out of the window of a yellow cab?

And the moment we realised it may have been a mistake to wear a skirt up the Top of the Rock?


To our lovely friends who we met up with for my birthday in Bangkok…


…I’d ask whether they remember the Jelly Parties ice cream?


And the Jesus Saves clock?


And finally, I’ve reminded myself of the terrifying MJ-a-like mural in my hotel in Sweden, that gave me a fright me every time I came back into my room after a long day at work. Literally. Every time.


NB. It wasn’t just this room either – all the other rooms had it, too. Why.

If anyone’s still with me at this point, I salute you. I barely am.


Linking up with Emma, Angie and Aftab for this month’s travel link up. Thanks for inspiring that wander down memory lane!



  1. 1st October 2016 / 23:33

    Haha, this is a brilliant post, I loved each and everyone of your memories (not sure if loved is exactly the right word but you know, hehe)! It’s always fun to look back on those moments that didn’t quite go to plan as they always give us something to laugh about 🙂

    • 5th October 2016 / 13:04

      I’m glad you enjoyed it! It’s a pretty self indulgent post so I’m glad to hear you liked it too. Sometimes I forget to look back at the not so great things in favour of the shiny happy memories, but it’s all got value and it did give me a good chuckle 🙂

  2. 2nd October 2016 / 04:32

    Epic memories!!!!! Wish I got up to as much when I go away.

    SSG xxx

    • 5th October 2016 / 13:05

      Be careful what you wish for! There’s a lot more to the garage in Chamonix story than I tell here…! I’m sure your breaks are much more civilised and hassle free 😉

  3. Jen
    2nd October 2016 / 21:50

    You’ll always have the memories whether good or bad! 🙂

  4. 3rd October 2016 / 03:24

    Lol, MJ mural is priceless! Loved reading about your memories. The jellyfish story in Mallorca was especially hilarious. xoxo

    • 5th October 2016 / 07:53

      The MJ mural haunts me to this day… the jellyfish story is a lucky one for me because I was still faffing about getting ready to go in by the time people started getting stung, so I hastily changed my plans! The one time being slow and disorganised has worked in my favour!

  5. 3rd October 2016 / 14:23

    haha this post made me giggle. that last photo is terrifying that’s for sure. eek. love all these great (and even the not so great) memories – classic!

    xoxo cheshire kat

    • 5th October 2016 / 07:51

      Isn’t it? I just can’t imagine what was going through the mind of the person who picked that photo. And then said yeah, this is great, put it in every single room….! Whyyyyy

  6. 3rd October 2016 / 17:32

    I love the letter style of this post 🙂 So many good memories even if they weren’t all “good” at the time – that’s exactly my favorite way to reminisce on travel too!

    • 5th October 2016 / 07:50

      I’m happy to hear you enjoyed it! I had good fun writing it. And looking for photos to go with the memories. I think it’s good to look at things in the round- travel isn’t all fun and roses all of the time. And that’s how it should be!

  7. 3rd October 2016 / 18:35

    It really is amazing how some of the bad things that have happened while you’ve traveled, like the bed almost folding up with y’all still in it, have made for some of the memories that you can look back on laugh! I need to remember that when things start to not go my way when we’re traveling!

    • 5th October 2016 / 07:49

      Yeah I’m not sure we were so jolly at the time, but at least we can look back and laugh now! The Paris sofa bed incident was the start of a really, really bad few months for us so I think it was probably a bad omen. It also made us think twice about airbnb-ing! Although thankfully we’ve had nothing but good experiences since then.

  8. 4th October 2016 / 02:20

    Yeah, that MJ picture would be creepy, ha ha, and in every room!

    • 5th October 2016 / 07:47

      What was the hotel designer thinking?! It’s not even a notable local figure (that I know of…). I think they should have built a respite floor with plain white walls for those traumatised by MJ.

  9. 4th October 2016 / 05:33

    I enjoyed all of this post, even the dirty shower and weird MJ mural. That picture of you swimming is a framer. Fun post! (I may need to steal it.)

    • 5th October 2016 / 07:46

      I’m glad you enjoyed it! Warts and all. I enjoyed writing it 🙂 the picture is actually of a colleague, I sent it to her in case she wants to frame it. I think it’s pretty cool. Please do steal! I look forward to reading yours.

  10. 4th October 2016 / 21:39

    that mural is terrifying! and oh my gosh, the sofa bed folding up in the middle of the night. you’ve got a lot of amazing memories 🙂

    • 5th October 2016 / 07:45

      It was awful. Even more scary first thing in the morning, too- when you’re not quite sure where you are still and that thing is gazing down at you. Horrifying. The sofa bed was funny- not so much at the time… one of our very few negative airbnb experiences!

  11. 7th October 2016 / 05:02

    hahaha I love to read posts like that about when travel doesn’t really work out at its best. They still make for amazing memories 🙂

  12. 7th October 2016 / 10:46

    Oh I’ve been there done that when NOTHING was open when we went places. We’ve learned to check now. I’d like to say we learned after the first time it happened, but that would be a lie.

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