I finally made my way home to Africa. I say home because while that may only be the truth temporarily, it’s how this place has felt to me since my first visit six years ago. Six years, really?? Woah. Time does fly. I cut my second year in Australia short because I was given the
Number one on this list, and the main reason I wanted to travel to Georgetown in Penang, is the city’s very famous collection of street art. Adorning a large part of this colonial-era city are colourful murals of every shape and size, covering subjects ranging from the humorous to the political. My personal
Mulu National Park holds a special place in my heart. Home to some of the largest caves in the world, Mulu is the true meaning of the word ‘awesome’. Its beauty and extraordinary scenery alone would have cemented its place in my memory, but I’m also extremely grateful to this remote park.
The night before I
I liked Kuala Lumpur a lot more than I expected. Having come straight from Jakarta, that heaving, congested mass of people and concrete, the contrast with this clean, calm (by comparison) and colourful city was astonishing. KL felt almost peaceful. Mosques nestled between corporate offices, architecture a mix of old colonial and exotic Islamic, bustling
Hi! I'm Dearbhaile, but everyone calls me Dearbh/Derv. Welcome to Life Of Dearbh, a travel blog I have created to allow friends and family to follow my journey as I try to see as much of the world as I can. Here I will share stories and photographs from my adventures around the globe, as well as inspiration and tips for my fellow nomads!