My first attempt at being vegan while travelling failed miserably in the face of London and a surprising lack of options, but I’m back on track and going for vegan travel again. We have a few months of home cooking ahead of us to ease us into veganism, then back on the road. Will I even manage it? I don’t know. The rest of my family like meat and still want to eat it sometimes so it’s tricky, but as always, I can only do my best.
In Vietnam, after 6 months living in Hoi An, I had it nailed, I’d found the vegan places and even a family-friendly burger joint with vegan options, but it took a while to get settled and find the good eating options.
I also managed vegetarian, possibly vegan, in Thailand, although I can’t guarantee there was no fish sauce in my plant-based Thai dishes. I did my best and it was easy to eat well at regular street food places in Thailand without meat, eggs, or dairy. I’m feeling good about veganism, more determined. So let’s have another go, after all, every time we go without animal products it helps the cause in some small way. There is no such thing as failure, we can all help the plight of animals by just doing what we can and if I can only manage part-time vegan, so be it. 5 years ago I wrote:
“I tried, I really did. I want to be vegan. But vegan travel has so far turned out to be about a million times harder than I anticipated. And I’m talking vegan travel in London, one of the easiest places to be vegan on the planet (so I thought).
We live in Romania, vegan travel is hard in Romania, but in London I thought it would be a comparative walk in the park. Turns out I was wrong.
Now, before you switch off and tune out, I’m not going to start preaching veganism or become a vegan travel blogger. This is still us, family travel, adventure travel, luxury travel and backpacking, all those things we normally do. I just wanted to try, and hopefully continue to be vegan after being vegetarian for most of my adult life.
My husband and kids are not vegetarian or vegan, but at home they eat what I cook, so they are by default. I’m a good cook, they’re cool with that.
Because we travel for most of the year, we eat out a lot. Food is important to us and a huge part of the travel experience, my husband was a professional chef, after all. We loath self-catering, we eat out and usually do so 3 times every day whenever we’re in Asia. Which is often.
When we’re in restaurants, bars and cafes the other 3 order meat if that is their want. That’s cool and it works for us.
So after this post I will probably shut up about being vegan and won’t bug you with it again. Deal?
Vegan Travel Fail
I did almost zero advance research on where and what to eat. I really thought it would be easy in London.
I like to sit down, with my family and eat 3 ( usually hot) meals a day. Not eat snacks from supermarkets.
I never prepare packed lunches, we like eating out.
I have kids, they get hungry in the blink of an eye. I also get hungry in the blink of an eye, truth be told.
Our London itinerary and schedule was more important than the vegan thing
We can’t afford London’s beautiful, fabulous vegan restaurants or even the great vegan street food, on a regular basis.
Wine is not vegan. ( Speciality vegan wines do exist, however and Saisbury’s carries quite a few, see list)
I have blood sugar problems, I need protein and oils or fats to keep myself upright. I’m not into sugars, sweet foods or any carbs, really. Fruit on an empty stomach has me sweating shaking and feeling faint.
I’ve only been trying to be vegan 3-4 weeks. I’m transitioning.
I’m not committed enough in the face of hunger.
How to Make Vegan Travel Easy
- Research extensively before you leave home. The more research you do, the easier you trip will be on your veganism.
- The Happy Cow App, and others, are your best friends.
- Become the sort of person who grazes on fruit and nuts all day or prepares packed lunches.
- Come prepared, travel with food containers, knives, forks, cups, plates etc.
- Plan your days around vegan restaurant locations, if you want to eat well.
- Carry nuts for emergencies.
So all up, if you were truly dedicated to a vegan lifestyle, you could be eating like a king all day in London, but the vegan thing would have to take precedence. I tried to carry on as normal and eat in our normal places, it didn’t work. I wasn’t ready on this trip and should have done more advanced research instead of simply assuming that London would be easy.
Normally if we’re at the zoo, we eat at the zoo, if we’re in the Natural History Museum, we eat there, at breakfast time I need somewhere 5 minutes walk from our hostel that’s open at 7am. Sure there are good places we could go ( lets ignore cost here) and as a single person or vegan couple, I probably would, but dragging the kids across London to a particular restaurant or food outlet when they are hungry and tired wasn’t going to win me any family support. I need to get smarter.
Will I Continue to be Vegan?
I’ll continue to be as vegan as possible.
At home in Romania I’ve found it very, very easy. That was a surprise.
Normally I eat eggs every morning, I’m a big fan of breakfast. I’ve replaced those eggs with tofu scramble (which is easy and absolutely delicious) or peanut butter on toast. I don’t normally eat peanut butter and the only brand available at our local supermarket is very sweet, but it will have to do.
Did you know that a lot of sugar isn’t vegan? Avocado on toast is a favourite of mine but they’re very hard to get in Romania.
I cook up soups, curries, noodles, pastas and stews, produce huge pots of home-made Balkan humus and occasionally make a coconut based Thai soup. There are many choices and variations for home vegan cooking, it’s simple and delicious without having to consult recipes or buy any unusual ingredients.
It’s satisfying too, nobody is hungry. Chef is doing his Ironman training an a 90% vegan diet and isn’t noticing any dip in fitness or endurance.
But when we travel I just don’t think it’s going to be possible. Vegetarian is easy, just about anywhere, but vegan is hard. Everything seems to have some animal product added at some point in its production.
Not one sandwich in M&S was vegan. Nothing, at all, at the Natural History Museum’s café was vegan. I’ve checked the lists, most places we normally frequent when we’re out and about in London, say Pret, Starbucks, or Costa, will have maybe 1 vegan item. Quite often it’s something that contains no protein or something sweet.
Because I have 3 other people with me, I’m not able to tell them no, we can’t eat here, we have to go find somewhere that serves vegan food. It’s just not happening. Sure, I could sit and watch them eat and go find myself a bag of nuts later, but where’s the joy in that? I love food and I love eating.
So, I gracefully give up for now. I will be satisfied with vegetarian while we travel and just go for vegan when it’s possible.
At least I’m trying, but in my heart I feel that vegetarianism is pointless, it’s the egg and milk industries that are the real sickeners.
What Prompted Me To Try To Be Vegan?
We live in country Romania.
Beautiful plump, healthy chickens wander through our garden and orchard. I see natural sheep, goats, pigs, horses and cows roaming the flower-filled meadows and village lanes every day.
I’ve watched many pigs slaughtered and butchered on mud and grass in neighbours’ gardens.
I’ve cried at their deaths, but these animals have reasonable lives and diets. If you’re going to eat meat then these are the creatures you should eat.
What tipped me over the edge to veganism was the lambs and kids. They were beautiful this spring, every sheep and goat had a baby. Rural perfection. But those young animals are slaughtered within weeks, born only to keep their mothers in milk and provide an Easter feast. I only normally eat sheep and goat cheese, I can’t touch cow, I just couldn’t continue to eat it after looking at those lambs and their mothers.
A day or so later I watched a documentary about the egg industry. I knew how barbaric it was already, but watching it again, comparing those poor birds with the plump specimens pecking in the long grass outside was just too much. I couldn’t face another egg.
When we have our own cruelty-free chickens, sure, I’ll eat them again, I’ll be as removed as I can be from the egg industry, where male chicks in their thousands are tossed live into giant mincing machines.
So for now, with sadness, I fail. The reality of how difficult it is to travel our way and be vegan is too much. As vegan as I can be will have to be good enough until the world changes, and it will, it has to.”