RUTH MILLINGTON

AWARD-WINNING AUTHOR & TRAVEL WRITER, PODCASTER, ADVENTURER, MOTIVATIONAL SPEAKER

LAUNCH OF THE EXTREME HOLIDAYS PODCAST!

TUNE IN AND FIND OUT MORE ABOUT MY NEW PODCAST!

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EXTREME HOLIDAYS PODCAST UPDATE: UPCOMING GUESTS!

I’ve been a busy bee this past week interviewing some fascinating guests for my EXTREME HOLIDAYS PODCAST including:

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THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO EVERYONE KEEPS ASKING ME ABOUT

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A lot of people have been asking me where this photograph was taken. 

As many of you know, I’m a big fan of Nepal having travelled there at least seven times. Some have been relatively short trips of between two to three weeks, but the majority have been for at least three months.  I’ve always trekked whilst on a visit.  A trip to Nepal without going into the mountains is the equivalent of not having chips with your deep-fried fish.

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WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE A GUEST ON MY EXTREME HOLIDAYS PODCAST?

Have you got an unusual story to tell? Have you been in an extreme situation or somewhere different on your holidays or travels? Has a day trip away impacted your life? Would you like to be a guest on my EXTREME HOLIDAYS PODCAST?

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STAYCATION: YOU MEAN I’M ON HOLIDAY IN MY OWN COUNTRY?!

The world is full of buzzwords and travel isn’t exempt.  As marketing tools, they are very effective in getting us to try things out although, in reality, the concepts they are promoting are rarely new.  

The latest to hit the travel scene is the ‘Staycation’ (as opposed to the ‘Awaycation’ as I like to call them).  We used to say, “I’m going on holiday this year in my own country,” but now it’s fashionable to say “Staycation”, a buzzword that easily rolls off the tongue. 

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A QUINTESSENTIAL ENGLISH SUMMER HOLIDAY

Someone asked me the other day what I would describe as a quintessential summer holiday in England. Being a travel writer, I usually travel abroad for my holidays and work, but Covid has forced me to rediscover my home country of England. Part of me had forgotten what a typical English summer holiday looked like until I came across these two scenes and, of course, the photographer in me just had to take out my camera and capture it.

Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside!

North Sands, Scarborough, North Yorkshire © Ruth Millington
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LOCKDOWN 2: WHEN THE NOVELTY WORE OFF

Lockdown 2 has been hard.  There’s no denying it.  It’s affected everyone in some shape or form.  We’ve all had to adapt; we’ve all had to cope; we’ve all had to deal with the frustration of being locked in our homes for an unforeseeable amount of time. 

I live on my own and am very independent. I’m used to solitude, in many ways I thrive on it, but even I was struggling during January and February in England when it was cold and wet and dark by 3.30 pm. 

Redmires, Sheffield © Ruth Millington

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BLAST FROM THE PAST: GANESH HIMAL 2001

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This photograph was taken 20 years ago in a small village up in the Ganesh Himal region of Nepal.  It had taken me four days to get there through knee deep snow up mountain sides and across dangerous ravines.  One night I had to pitch my tent on icy ground up a mountainside – probably one of the coldest nights I have ever spent in Nepal.

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MY INTERVIEW ON BBC WORLD SERVICE’S ‘OUTLOOK’

In 2003, I was a Christmas visitor to Bam in southeastern Iran.  On Boxing Day a magnitude 6.5 earthquake hit the city.  The quake destroyed 90% of the town and eventually led to the tragic deaths of over 26,000 Iranians.  I was staying at a local guesthouse which was levelled to the ground by the quake.  I awoke to find myself in the rubble.  Over the following thirty hours, my best friend and I went on to rescue at least seven further survivors with our bare hands.  

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Ciao Bella!

Italy: wine, women & so much more….

I was supposed to be in Sicily in Italy this week, but the dreaded C word got the better of me.

No, I didn’t get struck down with the world’s favourite virus, but the Italian government did suddenly put in new measures so that any visiting Brit would have to quarantine for five days on arrival. 

“How dare they!” I screamed at the TV set. The smug newsreader who had delivered the woeful news proceeded to tell me during the end credits that they were off on a break to Iceland which was still “very much open”. 

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