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🐢 Where to Spend World Turtle Day 🐢

Did you know it’s World Turtle Day today… I’ve been lucky enough to visit the nesting sites of these magnificent creatures across the world from Oman, to Sri Lanka and the US. Watching (from afar) their incredible journey through the oceans to the beaches where they lay hundreds of eggs at a time. The sad thing is, that a VERY small percentage of them ever make it to adulthood – like under 5%! We’re not allowed to interfere with nature of course (as much as I’d love to!) but there’s some eco-friendly destinations that are helping to give them a fighting chance.

Located in the most luxurious of destinations, and a philosophy rooted in supporting the surrounding natural ecology, Banyan Tree Hotels & Resorts is where we’d want to be spending time this year… and with this many hotspots all supporting World Turtle Day, I’d say we’re a tad spoilt for choice too.
World Turtle Day
Surrounded by lush, tropical flora overlooking the turquoise waters of the Indian Ocean, Banyan Tree Seychelles is a true Sanctuary for the Senses. Here, you can marvel at the turtles nesting on the resort’s beach. Every year from October to December, they return to lay their eggs. The resort works closely with the Marine Conservation Society of Seychelles (MCSS) to monitor turtle activity on Intendance Bay as part of the MCSS’ conservation efforts; last season they calculated at least 10,000 new hatchlings made their way into the water. The resort has recently launched a special programme, “Management of Turtle-Human Interactions and Turtle Rehabilitation”, to rehabilitate injured marine turtles before they are released back into the wild!

Nestled in the exclusive enclave of Laguna Phuket, Banyan Tree Phuket is an oasis of tranquility. The resort has supported Laguna Phuket’s sea turtle conservation programme for over 20 years, raising funds and awareness for the Phuket Marine Biological Centre, whose ongoing efforts include studies of nesting behaviour and the tracking & analysis of turtle migration via microchips and satellite tracking devices attached to the turtles. On 3rd April this year, Laguna Phuket held its 22nd annual Sea Turtle Release, with 50 turtles released into the waters of the Andaman Sea to begin their lifetime journey across the open waters. Laguna Phuket has raised funds to construct two new nursery ponds dedicated to the rehabilitation of juvenile, injured and disabled sea turtles.
World Turtle Day
Encircled by beautiful coral reef and turquoise waters, Banyan Tree Vabbinfaru in the Maldives is famous for its vibrant marine life. The resort is proud to be at the forefront of protecting the Indian Ocean’s sensitive eco-system; and, under the guidance of renowned Marine Biologist, Dr. Steven Newman, is committed to the conservation of sea turtles, which nest at the resort. The Turtle Head-Start programme has been introduced to ensure turtles continue to nest and breed in the area, with a percentage of the hatchlings reared at the resort for the first year of their life before being released into the wild. To date, more than 400 turtles have graduated from the programme, giving the island’s most famous residents a higher chance of long-term survival.

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💭 Wanderlusting: Barefoot Luxury on Your Own Island Escape 💭

Have you ever thought about renting out your own private island? It sounds like a too-good-to-be-true offer right? North Island is one of Africa’s most exclusive private escapes, a mixture of total luxury amidst a tranquil setting. And you don’t have to worry too much about rowdy neighbours or lots of screaming children as there’s only 11 luxurious villas along the shoreline. North Island

North Island is renowned for beautiful white beaches, filigree reefs and the blue, warm Indian Ocean.
The island’s operated by Wilderness Collection and is a sanctuary for everything there. Natural habitats where endangered Seychelles wildlife’s been reintroduced, helping give back some vitality to the Island oasis.

North Island - Indian Ocean Seychelles

North Island – Indian Ocean Seychelles

It’s the perfect place to go and watch sea turtles laying eggs, spot rare animals and enjoy nature at it’s finest, whether it’s walking along magnificent beaches, hiking across the landscape or if you’re more of a water baby like me, it’s got unparalleled snorkelling and diving hotspots.

For those of you who prefer a little more laid back indulgence, relax and go dolphin watching with a private sunset cruise, book a bespoke treatment at the spa, or my personal favourite option, check out the Indian Ocean sunset from the beach-front bar! North Island

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Life in the Bay for Christmas

I love South Africa. I’m particularly in love with the southern coastline, from Cape Town to Plettenberg, it’s nothing but blue skies, blue seas and beautiful people!

It feels like Christmas every day here, waking up to the most gorgeous bay views and sea air. It’s amazing how tired salty air can make you, but you definitely feel like you’ve had a long, fruitful (if not too eventful) day. The African sun is relentless too, warm yes, but strong, even when it’s overcast. We welcome the odd splashes of rain.

This sleepy bayside town wakes up for 2 weeks a year to a plethora of surfers, VIP’s and people like us, who are just looking for some winter sunshine, all mingling in beautiful café’s with quaint views, and the same long waiting lists.

The days are spent surfing, shopping, eating and napping, whilst the evenings gather everyone around the BBQ’s. The smell I tell you is fantastic. I’m a vegetarian but oh my…

I’ve been so glad for two particular necessities here, one is Neutrogena’s sun cream and the other, is their chap stick… with the winter winds out on the water raging, my normally semi-coiffed hair hasn’t had a look in this holiday, and it’s been great to let go. Apart from getting the odd eyeball whipping from the baby strands around my face, it’s actually been nice to not care. Sun cream & lip balm

We had a fantastic day out on the water yesterday, venturing out with the ocean safari team with our sights set on finding some whales, (it’s technically out of season but I was optimistic none the less). What we did see straight away was a large seal feasting on a stingray, happily enjoying his well deserved breakfast with the ever-growing fear of the dreaded ‘Robberg Express’ hanging over him. The Robberg express is not the channel between which all the sharks roam as I later found out; it’s the name of a singularly enormous creature that haunts the bay. (May be why I haven’t gotten into the water to surf yet…)Whale Watching

As he rolled on his back, waved at us and promptly sank beneath the waves, we moved on in search of more aquatic wonders. We headed straight for the coastline where we saw a collective of at least 30 bottlenose dolphins hugging the waves in fear of the Express, and followed their movements in the swells for a good half an hour. Dolphin Watching Soaking up the sun from the top deck, with these small, beautiful mammals playing next to us was a moment of absolute perfection. Then we spotted (I spotted and alerted the boat rather loudly) a baby hammerhead shark off to the right, swimming with a small family of indo-pacific humpback dolphins! (These are incredibly incredibly rare – hence my exclamation mark). Dolphin Watching

After what was the perfect way to start the day, we felt it was only right to end it just as memorably. Dinner last night was at a little romantic hotspot called Emily Moon River Lodge… it boasts spectacular views across polo fields and wet lands by day, the ideal place for a sunset aperitif or two! Emily Moon

Anyway, I’m off to enjoy the rest of it now… ☺

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Christmas Will Be Spent… Sunbathing!

For most of us, heading somewhere chilly is essentially the key to a Christmas holiday, whether it’s back home, or somewhere specifically white and snowy. This year i’m off somewhere super warm instead… South Africa!

There’s one big thing I will be missing though… as you all down copious amounts of wine, choccies and yummy Christmas grub, I won’t be able to cover the usual holiday podge with leggings and a sweater and call it insulation…

I can’t wait to visit one of my favourite places in the world and i’m hoping Santa brings me one of these gorgeous little numbers from Cali Dreaming from Maison du Maillot! Antilia Top and Pandoram Bottom Seamed Antlia Top and Pandora Bottom

Grus Crux Navy Scuba Grus Top and Crux Bottom

Ursa Top and Toggle Bottom Pink Nude Ursa Top and Toggle Bottom Bikini

ROSE, Navy (BACK) Navy Scuba Andromeda One Piece

Basket JADETRIBE: Beach Basket Pink Large Tassle Pink/Black

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👙 The Launch of Maarli.co 👙

I’m notorious for last minute holiday shopping, whether it’s on an island and i’m hunting for those seasonal ‘must-haves’ i’ve seen in a little boutique or seaside shop, or it’s a hunt round the mall for holiday-specific outfits (pre-planned).

Maarli.coA new, much closer to home hotspot has arrived that makes sure you’ve got all your summer style essentials covered…

This week we were introduced to the newest online shopping portal dedicated to your summer wardrobe staples: Maarli.co

Maarli.coHosted by The Surf Cafe Dubai, pieces from Bali, Bondi and the Balearics are complimented by gorgeous karmic beads and sexy swimwear.

Maarli.coNot just for those weekend escapes either, most of their gorgeous collection can be paired with heels for a Friday brunch, baby shower or ladies night too! We’ve got our eye on these pretty playsuits…

Casa JardinAnd we couldn’t keep our eyes off these beautiful roses by Casa Jardin either!

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Secret Salalah

Want a bit of a weekend break? Head to Oman, and for once I’m not singing the praises of Muscat and its gorgeous diving/sun-soaked dolphin–watching hotspots.

I’ve always wanted to visit more of Oman, so when the opportunity presented itself, I booked flights to Salalah. Having surfed the local hotspots on trip advisor, the Rotana looked like the best option. We checked in for two nights and planned to leave Sunday night – making the most out of his awkward working days / my not much time off.

Salalah is a really interesting/confusing city… it’s small, but vast. The views from the plane suggested grand canyon-esque landscapes, and on arrival at their 1 month old airport (bear with them, there’s a few glitches) we didn’t really know what to expect when we stepped outside into the 27* temperate terrain.

Renting a car was the most important piece of advice we were given! Taxi’s charge whatever they feel like and believe me, they will triple what you’re used to. We rented a car at the airport (expect to pay no more than 14 OR / day for a small’ish car) and headed in completely the wrong direction at first. By day two we knew roughly which roundabout to look for and there really aren’t that many directions to head in.

SalalahWe were really hoping to see a bit of rain whilst we were there, as it still feels like its 4000* in Dubai, and overnight we were lucky to see some of the rainy Khareef that’s still hanging around. We drove into Salalah on the first day and stopped to pick up some fresh Sri Lankan coconuts, checking out the other resorts for alternative dining options (the Rotana is very expensive food/drink wise – think 100AED per pizza – not really the beach café prices it should be).

SalalahAfter being told that we couldn’t go swimming in the sea (riptides), we spent the afternoon enjoying the beach and spotted a baby shovel-headed ray in the shoreline (who I named Steve). I have to point out – the one thing that is a real let-down – the amount of rubbish… the beaches/roads/mountains are all surprisingly unkept. After another evening at the Rotana’s Silk Road restaurant spent playing cards and enjoying some NZ red, we almost decided to change our flight and head back to Dubai early the next day.

SalalahAnge and Ed (friends of mine from Dubai) moved out to the region a few years ago to set up No Boundaries Oman, and gave us two scenic hotspots to visit before we left. So Sunday we ordered breakfast in bed and after we checked out, got in the car to head for a blowhole.

SalalahWhat we discovered was that the further we headed out past the Hilton, the greener the scenery became. Driving towards ‘Mughsail’, we came upon a camel caravan – trekking across beach/grass and against a backdrop of sheer mountains, it was quite a sight! We arrived 2 mins later at the Caves and headed up to find the blowhole! It sounded like a whale was living in the caves, roaring away! But what got us more excited was the mountains that lay before us, if we kept driving we would hit ‘Fizaya’, a beach that we couldn’t miss… and we’re SO glad we didn’t!!!

SalalahIt’s quite a drive above sea level, as the mountain roads are carved out in winding trails, but with only one way in and one way out. A sign at the top pointed left towards the sea (well we hoped it was the sea – the mist had come in so low we were looking at a road that just disappeared). So off to Fizaya we went, winding through what I can only describe as a scene from ‘The Land Before Time’ – it could have been Scotland! (with much better weather though) 🙂

SalalahAfter a 20 minute drive downhill (small car + I kept stopping to take pics) we arrived at a deserted beach… with lapping waves and rocky outcrops, it literally took our breath away and we parked up. Spending the next hours relaxing/sea shell hunting and swimming (it was cold), we decided that this really is what Salalah is about, somewhere we can come back, camp and actually experience Oman away from the touristy resorts.

SalalahNext time we visit, we’re headed straight to that beach with our gear and a BBQ! Even more exciting for the next trip – I’m looking forward to the dolphin and whale watching that goes hand-in–hand in this region too!

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Road Tripping Through South Africa: The Sequel

Coffee BayCoffee Bay to Jeffrey’s Bay

Dawn flickers. He’s gone surfing. A bit of an explore brings me to a rocky beach crowned by thunderous waves. Scrambling up a grass sand-speckled hill, I reach the crest to be faced by the most beautiful stretch of yellow, a yellow dripped in silver and gold. Black rocks, angular against skin-white dunes. Twisting trees, their branches and roots wound as one. He surfs, I run. Local villagers silently pick their way through shoreline crags, their wares in plastic vessels. A dog shouts good morning, snapping at fish in the shallows. 

We bump our way down potholed roads, 9km of potholed road to the Hole in the Wall, a rock face with a gaping corridor to the sea. I keep forgetting where we are. This coastline reminds me of the UK’s Jurassic beaches. Today is the longest drive; 9 hours. We leave the sea behind us, climbing back into the beige hills, timber land, dusty roads and dusty faces. At last the road curves, the sideline turns to emerald, and the smell of salt hangs in the air. The names of towns passing by sound like a sailor’s ship log: Dutya, East London, Port Alfred, Alexandria, Port Elizabeth, Jeffrey’s Bay. The sun sets. A sky on fire, its angry flames licking at the blackening clouds. We finish today in Jeffrey’s Bay, and seek sleep at a surfing haunt. I go to bed telling myself I’ll do some research about a man called Jeffrey. 

Hole in the WallJeffrey’s Bay to Wilderness

I wake up to the sound of the sea, a sound I will always maintain as one of the best. The waves, the shore, they’re so close I feel the tide at my toes. It is also raining, the pitter pattering of drops on a nearby tent are calling, ‘come-out-side-come-out-side’. Its been a few months since I’ve experienced rain, real spitting, random, heavy splatters of rain. The wind whips up the sea and darkening sky as I pace along the shoreline. Pierced by the sun, clouds create ladders from the sky to the sea. 

Our hostel’s resident surfers are out in languid force as I return, the smell of a recently smoked herbal cigarette blending in with fresh coffee. Steadily, as if it never lost hope, the sun breaks through gloriously warm, and like owls, we creep outside blinking. Lit up like a diamond, each facet, wave, band of rocks, house window, shoreline bird is glinting. But it fails to hold out, and we drive through the most epic rainstorm I’ve ever experienced. Like a curtain, he sees it falling up ahead, preparing me but not for the full force of descending water. I can’t see the road, the rain comes in waves, and windscreen wipers unable to cope with the sheer deluge. The mountains are covered in a thick blanket of emerald, jade, lime; a pantone chart of the world’s greens. They curve their way to the sea, resonant of a female body form that undulates and falls. And then the peaks as we climb, smokey clouds curl over the top. Steam on a coffee cup.

Jeffrey's Bay
Plettenberg Bay falls away from us, more beautiful than the photographs, and we continue onto Kynsna. It is as if we have stumbled across a Wild West town; saloon balconies peek out from shop fronts. The river winds itself around the town, trees dips straight into the water, and the road curves along its watery stitching. Our plan was to stay here, but we head on, anxious to reach Cape Town by tomorrow.

He’s been told of Wilderness, known for its dramatic coastline, beach, and snaking river. The small hillside town lives up to its name. Coarse, haunting, an old disused train track totters on the hill edge above the beach. We are told a homeless, yet harmless, man lives in a cave at the end of the line. We choose not to investigate. The rain clouds hang in the horizon, sunlight desperately injecting through for one last time. The rain again, a sheer wall of darkness heads to batter the coast. I’m drawn to the raging sea, a wind so strong it blows the spray from the wave tops, herds of white horses. They gallop across the breaking tide line. I’m reminded of Cornish summers, curled up on a sofa, while outside the elements use the beach as their battleground. 

Part 3 to be continued…

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Road Tripping Through South Africa… Part 1

Its a hot muggy 4am in Dubai, and a cool clear Johannesburg 8 hours later. I land in a sleepy blur; long arms, long legs, a beaming smile await in the Arrivals lounge – my university friend and I have embarked on the longest road trip of my life; Johannesburg to Cape Town, following the coastline. 

Drakensberg main imageJohannesburg – North Drakensberg

Day 1 starts with 9 days on the clock, in a gold VW Polo, with a very hungover co-pilot, and over 2000km to drive. The ground is brown, bone dry, almost apocalyptic. People appear to just exist, if only at a slow pace, their skin cracked like the ground beneath their feet. They’re waiting, sitting, waiting, for what? Desolate with the occasional brown roofed hut breaking up the yellow grass. We drive for miles, miles ahead of us towards the Drakensberg Mountains, so-named because of their dragon-back peaks. Yet they don’t seem to arise; and the apocalypse-bared earth shows no sign of abating. 

Our hostel is perched on the edge of a hill, with panoramic views of dry moorland. The cold creeps in early – South African sunsets happen around 5.30 every evening, turning into impossibly long nights. And it is cold. Turns out you can take the girl out of Dubai…

North Drakensberg – Durban

We head deeper and darker into the Drakensberg, on to Cathedral Peak, yet still searching for landscape that resembles actual mountains. And then suddenly they appear, majestic, imposing and exactly like their namesake. Somewhere, in those crevices up high, is the dragon’s head, its fire the beating sun on our backs. We walk, blackened earth crunching underfoot, past dried tree fruits, and following the sound of water. A baboon family are up ahead, and we disturb their weekend amble. The air is so fresh up here, it almost hurts these Dubai-dust clogged lungs. The map says we are walking to find Doreen Falls – how do they name waterfalls? Did Doreen fall? Water like glass pours from a rock face up ahead, ice ice cold. He decides to go for a swim; the echoing shrills tell of this error. We can’t stay here, and with the impending sunset, we push on to Durban. This apocalyptic landscape continues for miles, until the roads begin to drop down into the city, traffic pushing either side, racing towards the shore. The sea! We lock the doors – aware of the Durban crime stories. Tucked into a table overlooking a large aquarium home to three types of shark, we eat the best steak of my life, guzzle South African red wine, and reminisce of university days gone by.

Durban

Day 3 is our beach day. An expanse of dark beige sand, black rock, glistened feet. The sea so clear and inviting, yet hints of dangers lurking deep. We walk. South Sands, Addington, the city’s accumulation of architecture climbs and dips as a backdrop. Walking through town is not quite as peaceful or comfortable – our presence encourages lingering looks, watching, conversations and laughter shared as we pass. We don’t wander for much longer, but catch a cab to the shore, our cab driver astounded that why we would be walking; his accent thick with humour, and to my ears, incomprehensible words. He ventures into the sea, swimming out further before the fear of below kicks in. I walk down the beach alone, sunlight glistens, a gold glow, and grey haze creeps over the city. The people fade away, and I’m on my own, my footsteps washed away at each step. Tonight we drive to the rugby stadium, to watch the Sharks take on, and beat, the Cape Town’s Stormers. The air is electric, the fireworks ablaze, the crowd geared up on giant cups of beer, bags of chips and fresh doughnuts. 

Doreen FallsDoreen Falls

I have a rule when driving that co-pilots shouldn’t sleep. Today our spedometer says we have reached the 1000km mark, and I break said rule. The landscape takes on a new face to the ones we have seen before. We drive through plantations, banana and coconut palms, the road falling away to rolling terraces either side. The sea becomes more angry, juxtaposed against the peaceful shoreline; we are at the start of the Wild Coast. Trees, rows and rows of trees in perfect alignment run for miles, as the road meanders through timber land. We try to hold onto the evergreen, but as our journey takes us further from the sea, the dry brown ground swallows us up. This is Zulu country, the Transkei, known for its bustling industrial towns, and coloured rondevaals pinpointed along the horizon and hill tops. I was told only to drive through the Transkei during daylight hours, and we head on to Coffee Bay, navigating the pot-holed road back towards the sea. So-named because a ship carrying coffee was wrecked on the rocks and spilled its wares on the village, this place is quaint, quiet and life passes by slowly here. We watch the sunset with beers in hand, high on top of a hill, a pink glow creeping in as dolphins dance on the surface below. 


Part 2 to continue….

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✈️ 8 Travel Insta-Accounts to Drool Over ✈️

When it comes to wanderlust, where do you get most of your inspiration? Pinterest is an obvious one for me as it’s my go-to site, but more and more recently i’ve found that i’m turning to Instagram to see not only where the ‘IT’ crowd vacay, but also where my friends have recently visited. It’s a great way of finding short weekend-long escapes and you can see exactly where the party is!

I’ve put together 8 of my favourite instagram accounts for you to get some summer holiday inspo from, so sit back with a cuppa, follow and enjoy 🌴

A Square World One of my BEST friends has this amazing account: A social giving travel photography project. Square Polaroid stories that celebrate people, places and positivity | @nimbow | Current location: Panama A Square World A Square World

Travel Junkie Diary By Michelle Karam Luxury Travel Writer • A Platform for Travelers • Bohemian • Founder of #TravelwithTJD • Chasing dreams • Living through yoga & travel • Travel Junkie Diary Travel Junkie Diary

Murad Osmann Producing music videos and commercials as well as being the world famous ‘Follow Me To’ photographer. Murad Osmann Murad Osmann

The Blonde Abroad A Travel & Style Blogger from California 👻 The Blonde Abroad The Blonde Abroad

Negin Mirsalehi “Eventually all the dots will connect.” Negin Mirsalehi Negin Mirsalehi

Gary Pepper Girl Nicole Warne Escape into the world of Gary Pepper, a realm of vivid colour and endless possibilities. Gary Pepper Girl Gary Pepper Girl

Fashion Hippie Loves 26 | Stuttgart | Germany 👗💄✈️ Blogger fashionhippieloves fashionhippieloves

Tash Oakley Australian in LA. Co creator of @Abikiniaday. Designer of @MondaySwimwear Natasha Oakley Natasha Oakley

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Fashionably Honouring the International Day of Yoga

As a yogi, I LOVE that today is the International day of Yoga and that people across the globe are sharing pics of their favourite poses, stretches, hotspots and meditation sanctuaries, be it local, international or even a memory of a gap – year retreat! I have some very fond memories of a yoga retreat in Sri Lanka and am incredibly jealous of Kim and the yogalates troop out in Bali right now!

With all the yoga love today, I wanted to highlight my 5 favourite local shopping hotspots for all the colourful, practical and oh-so-comfy yoga gear I wear!
1st up, is the work-to-workout wear that my lovely friend Priya Bhatia has brought us with Hautletic! Everything she stocks is stylish, mature, and even elegant enough to wear out! I’ve worn my pieces everywhere from the frozen lakes of Sweden to the sweltering summers here in Dubai.Hautletic
Next up are these colourful prints that the lovely Hannah Swales’s The Hot Box Kit features– glorious patterns, patterns, patterns! Every wild child print you can imagine with their vast array of Teeki’s and other super soft leggings. The Hot Box Kit
The new addition to my wardrobe – Fit Plum! Their seriously sexy designs and micro tops are making waves on instagram, and they fit like a glove!
Fit Plum
I’ve been kitted out in Reebok’s for a while now and their latest studio collection is no disappointment. Check out these lovely pineapple printed pieces! Reebok
And last but definitely not least, I was turned on to yApparel through their VitaCOCO connection and these leggings give me a dose of instant happiness. You can’t not smile when wearing them! 🙂 yApparel & VitaCoco