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Follow the adventures of Scarlet Jones.
Follow the adventures of Scarlet Jones.
Travelling the world, attempting to learn Spanish and volunteering in various different projects, Scarlet never simply travelled, but she took the time to interact with people and she did her best to discover what made them tick.
In this blog you can read about the unusual and the different, the funny and the sad. Travelling solo for the most part, the blog documents a journey of personal discovery, adventure and the most fantastic experiences prior to that fateful time at the beginning of 2020 when the world became a much smaller place for most of us.
As things have evolved in Scarlet’s life and travel, for now, plays a lesser role but the lessons are still there. Building self confidence, healing from pain and abuse and learning about one’s self – these things are still important and have played a key part in moving Scarlet Jones into her role as Jane Clements Life Coach.
I hope you enjoy these travel stories.
Armenia and the Casa Quimbaya
After the intense searing heat of Cali it was lovely to roll into Armenia. There were more mountains but there was a subtle difference. The air smelt like an early summer’s morning in England when the promise of a beautiful day steals in with the dawn. Cut grass,...
The Eclipse was Worth the Wait
The day after meeting Lady and Jimena at the lake we left our biggest bags at Lady's town house and set off with her and Jimena in a camionetta to the countryside. After trekking across a couple of fields we arrived at the cutest wooden cabin miles from anywhere. ...
Where am I now?
I know that some of you are following my route and you may be a little bit confused about where I am now and how I reached this place as my reports have been jumping around a bit. I am currently living more or less in the middle of Colombia, about an hour outside...
Pebbles. Diversity is a good thing.
I remember my grandmother offering me sweets from a jar every time she returned from her holidays in Bournemouth. The pebble sweets always fascinated me, partly because of the real and present danger that I could crack a tooth. I always worried that somehow a real...
It’s Friday so it must be Colombia
Leaving Ibarra behind we set off on a bus for the border. I have to admit that me and M were both a bit jittery about travelling into Colombia, after all, you should read the Foreign Office website; " The Foreign and Commonwealth Office (FCO) advise against all but...
Beyond the Edge of the World
M does like a nice waterfall and in Banos there is a road that runs for about thirty kilometres along what is known as the Ruta de las Cascadas so this was a must for us to do. Many people choose to hire bikes and they freewheel down the road and then later they...
Ibarra and the Hostal Fevilamir
After Baños it was back on the bus for the six hour journey north to Ibarra. Or it was sold to us as a six hour journey but obviously it was always going to take nearly eight. We got off to a bad start when the bus dropped us at a deserted petrol station in the dark...
Baños and The Santa Cruz Backpacker Hostel
Trundling down the Avenue of the Volcanoes we were treated to yet more spectacular scenery through the window of the bus on the way to Baños. Just a few days previously I had received a flurry of messages from friends and family who wanted to know that I was all right...
Return to Quito and to the Minka Hostal
I returned to Quito after my little foray to Latacunga and I was as pleased as punch to see some familiar faces at the Minka Hostal. Pedro and Josh are both working as volunteers there and are two of the loveliest men that you could ever hope to meet, along with...
Quito – The First Time Around
I had met a Swiss girl whilst in my hostel in Mindo and we teamed up to go to Quito together. Martin (of the frog chorus) joined us on the bus trip back and after me and Kath had checked into our hostel (the Minka Hostel - more about this in the next post) Martin...