Thank You, 2018. Next...

Sunday 30th December 2018.

To say that tomorrow is the last day of 2018 is kinda strange. We always say that the years go quick, but I feel like for every year we get older, the years just go quicker.

I'm not a 'New Year, new me' kinda gal, but I do like to have goals in my head, have hopes for the year and just ride the wave until I crash off. I entered this New Years in St Albans, which was a pretty lame night if I'm honest. I had a good time with the girls, but all in all it was busy, expensive and the music was pretty rubbish. The night ended with a kebab and I wasn't even drunk.

Me, Myself and Thailand: Day 2

Sunday 11th November, 2018

5.55am my alarm was set for... 5.55am. You’d think being away would mean that you actually get some form of rest, but nooo... not me. I have to have action packed all the time and don’t think about how tired I’ll be when that moment comes. Breakfast is between 7-10am and my private transfer was due to pick me up at 8.30, so I ideally wanted to be having breakfast at 7.30.

The night before I knew my hair would need fixing, as the humidity here is crazy and I will end up looking like Monica when she went away in season 9/10 Friends. Luckily, however, when I woke up my hair was pretty tame... that was the alarm going on for another hour.