Hungover and exploring Rome

After spending the night partying it up in the hostel bar I was abruptly woken up by someone else’s alarm going off first thing in the morning from the bunk across me, perhaps it was a call from the heavens because I woke with a start still half drunk thinking ‘shit my tour leaves in […]

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How Wandering Harter came about (and what’s to come)

I thought it was best to write about the journey of how this space came about and set the scene a little bit for you guys. I also want to enlighten you with my vision for this blog and what to be expected of me. Although it’s early days and there is only a small […]

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