Tag: maldives
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london/maldives 2025 day seven
Read more: london/maldives 2025 day sevenLINK: london/maldives 2025 day seven Our last day at the Maldives. It’s been an absolute pleasure and an honor. This journey wasn’t just about the breathtaking views, the luxurious villas, or the crystal-clear waters—it was also about the people. The souls behind the scenes who made every moment here feel effortless, who greeted us with…
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london/maldives 2025 day six
Read more: london/maldives 2025 day sixLINK: london/maldives 2025 day six I had the weirdest dream about one of my exes—Craig. A restauranteur, Chinese, and someone I hadn’t seen or spoken to in ages. So why the hell was he haunting my subconscious? For fuck’s sake, of all people. But there he was. In the dream, he wasn’t just Craig the…
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london/maldives 2025 day five
Read more: london/maldives 2025 day fiveLINK: london/maldives 2025 day five We’re back at it. I think I got maybe five hours of sleep? My brain’s on autopilot. The second I woke up, I went through the motions—brushed my teeth, washed my face, slapped on SPF, and met my friends at the dining room for brekkie. I am so not a…
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london/maldives 2025 day four
Read more: london/maldives 2025 day fourLINK: london/maldives 2025 day four I noticed the first mosquito bite on my wrist, then another on my foot. Great. Please, universe, don’t gift me dengue fever or Zika—I’m just trying to enjoy myself for a minute. This was the view from the bed this morning, and damn, I still can’t believe I’m here. The…
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london/maldives 2025 day three
Read more: london/maldives 2025 day threeLINK: london/maldives 2025 day three Yikes, got a text from people that Heathrow Airport is on fire and out of commission. Damn, we dodged that bullet. I woke up at 0600 but didn’t want to disturb anyone, so I stayed in bed, scrolling through blogs and getting lost in other people’s thoughts. Just as I…
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london/maldives 2025 day two
Read more: london/maldives 2025 day twoI really should have done my research on London’s TSA liquid restrictions because my fool self packed a medium-sized tube of my expensive SPF, thinking ahead to the Maldives where I’d need to apply and reapply it for days. It made sense—economically, at least. But Heathrow security had other plans. Apparently, their limit was 100ml,…
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across the board
Read more: across the boardLINK: across the board Currently listening to: My Kink is Karma – Chappel Roan It’s hot when you have a meltdownIn the front of your house and you’re getting kicked outIt’s hot when you’re drinking downtownAnd you’re getting called out ’cause you’re running your mouth What cities do you want to visit? 2025 I wanted…