Finally, it’s here.
My Destination are offering one lucky winner the travelling opportunity of a lifetime; A six-month, six continents (destinations of your choice), all expenses paid trip. And $50’000 thrown in too.
Check out the details here and be sure to spread the word; after all, winning the comp is based on how many votes your entry gets. So a ‘vote for me and I’ll vote for you’ system could work out pretty well.
That’s enough alliteration for one day. Click this bit to check out another article I’ve written for My Destination; it may be aimed primarily at London-dwellers, but you might pick up some inspiration from it nonetheless.
On another note, stay tuned for a big announcement from My Destination that will concern anyone thinking of travelling this year; even Bear Grylls will spill his breakfast over this opportunity. Until Monday…
Let’s be honest. For those who have endured it, the morning commute to and from London is rubbish. Whether it’s a 20-minute breeze or, like myself, waking up at 6.15 for a 9 start, something along the way is most likely going to grind you down. It’s inevitable.
It used to be something innocent, like a sneeze on the back of your head. Or some skinhead pumping out techno through his iPod, as if his eardrums were removed at birth. I now long for those days, wiping the snot from my hair whilst trying to avoid eye contact with the scary bald man.
Because a new threat to my daily sanity has come to the fore; the iPad. I know, I know…it’s been around a bit already. But instead of a clunky piece of expensive technology (meaning people were reluctant to get them out in crowds), they’re becoming ever more portable, increasing in picture quality and so on…this isn’t good news for the average train user.
Now when I sit on my morning train, happily chewing on a piece of toast and sipping my tea, some donkey decides to sit down and whip out their impossibly small iPad, place it on a stand and start laughing away at How I Met Your Mother or similar trollope – amidst the stone-cold silence of my fellow sufferers.
And you know what the worst part is? I can’t avoid looking at the screen. Suddenly the paperback novel in my hands feels like some ancient and indecipherable piece of coding, unable to match the iPad’s inherent brilliance. So I sit and steal glances, which is frustrating enough, let alone when the owner notices me looking and turns away, thinking I actually care.
This is how Apple makes its millions. People guilt-tripped into buying iPads so not to look at their neighbours’. One helluva marketing
An article on not-so-memorable film locations that you may have missed first time round, written for the awesome travel site MyDestination.
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A blog post on a summer visit to Serbia, over at My Destination.
Ever wondered about the life of an air hostess for private jets?
Author: Emily Wilson, MyDestination.com
“Birdhouse in Your Soul” by They Might Be Giants
The first video to make me sit back and think “What the f*** have I just been subjected to?”. The army of cycle-mad lumberjacks who clearly worship some sort of giant eye God; Linnell’s jerky, spasmodic glitching in darkened corners; trumpets with faces. I like to think they all contributed to my troubled childhood.
Safe to say, I avoid jerky, trumpet-playing lumberjacks like the plague nowadays.