I think it’s fair to say that 2020 was nothing like anyone of us could have imagined it would be. It really came out of the left field (did I use that spring reference correctly?) and has affected so many people in so many… Continue Reading “2020 in Review: Chasing Emma Through Photos”
I’m gazing up at the striking blue sky of Central Australia. My vision is guided by the looming red walls of Simpsons Gap. White, fluffy clouds drift overhead. The breeze picks up and I huddle even more under my thin blanket. The sounds of… Continue Reading “Outdoor Orchestras and Saying Yes”
Earlier this year when I was in a total slump I bit the bullet and made an appointment with a counsellor. While there I received a metaphorical slap in the face. My counsellor told me that I should try adopting “an attitude of gratitude”… Continue Reading “An Attitude of Gratitude + 50 Things I am Grateful for”
Unless you’ve been hiding under a rock lately you’ve no doubt seen the gorgeous photos of the Tegalalang Rice Terrace, either with people strolling the fields in flowing dresses or soaring over the fields on a Bali swing. I visited the rice terraces when I was in Ubud, and let me tell you there is more to this location than looking pretty. Namely there’s stairs. Lots and lots of muddy and slippery stairs.
Amsterdam. The city of bicycles, tourist debauchery and tall, skinny buildings. I confess that when I went to Amsterdam I expected to see sex, drugs and maybe some rock ‘n’ roll. What I wasn’t expecting was to have my eyeballs seared out of my brain. What I wasn’t expecting was to be witness to a sex show. A sex show where my brother became the presenter’s favourite crowd participant.