Travelling with migraines: 12 tips to avoid the unavoidable

Migraines are a pain in the ass wherever and whenever they hit you. But there’s just something so specifically annoying about having a day of your holiday ruined by the stone-cold atrocity that is a full-blown migraine attack. Unfortunately, there’s just so many travel-related migraine triggers that make vulnerable heads go crazy.

Airplane travel, a different diet, a change in climate, overnight bus rides, culture shock, nervousness, dehydration, exhaustion – if you’re prone to migraines, really anything about your journey can leave you in a state of desperately trying to stop yourself from smashing that head up against the next wall.

As someone who experiences this on all of her journeys, I want to share some tips on travel migraine prevention for my fellow sufferers out there. There’s hope, I promise.

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Teaching German In Italy For All The Wrong Reasons by The Giramondo

Guest post alert! I got to write a piece about my teaching experience in Italy for the ever so sassy travel blog How Not to Travel Like a Basic Bitch – one of my favourites. See my musings below and find out why I’m the least qualified teacher on the planet:

How Not To Travel Like A Basic Bitch

When I applied for an internship abroad in Italy, it was for all the wrong reasons. I was in the midst of a personal drama, I had no job, no plan and wanted nothing more desperately than to leave it all behind. As a German-Italian who was born and raised in Germany, I’d always wanted to live in Italy for a while – so this opportunity to work for a cultural institution in Tuscany seemed almost too good to be true. Looking back, maybe I should have been suspicious – after all, shouldn’t it be much harder to get a job that sounds like a dream come true? Without hesitation, I set off on my new adventure – without a clue that I would end up working for a wheel-dealer whose exploitation was far from limited to his interns.

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Italian & me: A bilingual’s lifelong quarrel with the most Italian of words

No matter how hard you study, there will always be some parts of a language that you won’t be able to capture without living where it is actually used. Raised north of the Alps, I have always struggled to grasp certain nuances of my second language Italian (and pretty much everything about its grammar, but that’s a different story). It wasn’t until I went to live in Italy for a few months that I got a little closer to the art of expression that the Italians call their language – and that I finally cracked the one I’d been racking my brains about all my life. About the most Italian of words.

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Coming full circle: Anxiety for adults and why all the fuss? // FEARamondo 6

Over the last couple of weeks, I have written and shared several posts about my issues with mental health – something I would’ve never thought of doing in all the years I have struggled with them. After writing about the beginnings of anxiety, ways of dealing with it through my school, gap and university years and my experiences with therapy, I want to come full circle and make some final confessions about what it’s like to live with anxiety now – in “adult life” (haha?).

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Anxiety and university: When you realize you’ve been playing in easy mode before // FEARamondo #5

When you’re away from home for a while, you’re most probably going to have some expectations for your return. That can be things you look forward to, like a loved one picking you up from the airport, or less pleasant outlooks, like getting back to a cold house because you forgot to turn on the heating or whatever.

When I came back home after ten months of travel, any possible expectations I could have had became outdone in both these senses: I was greeted by my family and closest friends at the airport – and by many more beloved people gathered in my parents’ backyard as a surprise for me: A memory I will treasure forever. But what else I had awaiting me was a new level of anxiety, one that so seriously messed with my life that I soon knew I wasn’t going to get back on track without professional help.

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How travel made anxiety go all drama on my life // FEARamondo #4

If I got one euro every time I saw a blog post title like “how travel helped cure my anxiety” and I’d buy pizza from that money – I’d end up with more pizza than I could eat (a lot). What I’m trying to say is: Travel seems to work magic for many sufferers of anxiety, depression or whatever other mental condition. When searching the internet for contrary experiences though, there isn’t much to be found. Or there wasn’t until now.

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On coping, running, and why it’s never your tshirt’s fault // FEARamondo #3

Is it ever really true when we say that „everything changed“ after a certain event? In my mind, there’s very few situations in life to which this phrase actually applies and I don’t think I’ve ever lived through one. So when I first experienced panic and anxiety as a clueless teenager, did that change everything in my life? Well… no.

But, fuck, it got close.

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