My name is Kirsty and I’m a TRAMP OF THE TRAVEL KIND, ALWAYS LOOKING for a good time, WHETHER IT’S travelling, eating or experiencing.

I’ve earned this tarty reputation by cavorting locally and internationally, eating until my pants pop, being a vulture of different cultures, and having a sense of humour that resides in the gutter most days.

I’ve been a working girl for a while now and my adventures have been many and varied; I’ve used my face for radio as a broadcast journalist, sold my soul as a PR hack for the police (the arresting type, not the band) and done my bit for the greater good at a charity. Oh, and I can pull a beer with fantastic head.

I now work in the travel industry so I get to search cool travel shit on Google all day and call it work.

If you’re still awake after all this blah, blah, blah, bio here are a few definitions you may find helpful while getting around this blog:

Travelgasm

trav·el [trav-uhl] gasm [gaz-uh m]

verb – to go from one place to another, as by car, train, plane, or ship; take a trip; journey: to travel for intense or unrestrained pleasure.

Travel experiences of the pleasurable kind.

Tastegasm

Taste [teyst] gasm [gaz-uh m] 

verb – to distinguish the flavor of something by taking it into the mouth, or share ‘a piece of the action’, experiencing intense or unrestrained pleasure.

A food experiences to get excited about. From traditional and ordinary to weird and wonderful, a tastegasm is a cuisine experience worth sharing.

One-night stand

One-night [wuhn-nahyt] stand [staend]

noun – a performance or experience lasting only one night in one place.

It’s incredible. It doesn’t last long. You’ll probably never go there again, but damn it’s good while it lasts.

Walk of shame

Walk [wayk] of shame [sheym]

1. noun – the path home after a one-night stand or wild night on the town

2. noun – an unpleasant emotion resulting from an awareness of having done something wrong, unworthy, etc

Mistakes. We all make ‘em. We’ve all felt that shame and embarrassment at f**king up. And sometimes it’s out there for everyone to see, or in this case, read about. Read them and share one if you’re brave enough. Everyone can tell your wearing last night’s clothes anyway, no matter how dark those sunglasses are.