This is a story about my bus ride this morning, and how at the end of it, I told myself I must do better to practice what I preach. I sat across Tim in my raincoat, overcautious dress and my scarf made of silk and unconscious bias. Tim had a short red beard, blue eyes,…
It’s 2018, I’m in my thirties and I still haven’t visited half the places in the world I’d like to. I don’t have a bucket list but deep down I guess I do have an ever-evolving ‘what’s next’ list that always has a couple of things on it. Turkey has never been on that list,…
I had been waiting for what felt like an eternity to do a meaty multi-day hike & had heard that the Stirling Ridge Walk was a fairly well kept secret. This hike is not for the faint-hearted… and we set out, grossly underprepared. It was Good Friday eve, and I managed to get out of…
We had just spent a decadent fortnight in Italy, drinking too-many litres of red wine from the region, ‘snacking’ on the best cheeses I’d ever tasted and staring slack-jawed at the perfect, rolling green hills of Tuscany. It felt like I had lived in a dream whilst there. A wonderful foggy dream of happy delirium.…
Most Aussies have “Driving across Australia” on their bucket list. I’m not a bucket list kind of girl, but when the opportunity arose late last year, during a work stint in Sydney, to drive home to Perth with one of my best friends — saying no didn’t even enter my mind. We planned very little,…
When it all gets a bit much, I’ve been known to jet off on a solo quest. I do it because being out of my comfort zone for a week or two, puts it all into perspective for me. Pursuing activities “just for me” helps me find a better version of myself. It tests my…
I am solar powered, and wintertime withers me. I live and work in a beautiful city called Perth, in Western Australia, which if you’ve never heard of it, has hot summers and fairly mild cold days in comparison to other places. Nevertheless, after my first winter holiday to the north in 2015 I was hooked, and…