Quick Stop: Stonehenge

  I like old stuff. Wait … let me qualify that statement: I am fascinated with the ruins left behind by people from another time in our relatively short human history. Why am I telling you this? Because while I was in England I needed to visit Stonehenge. I do mean NEED. Going to Stonehenge…

Welcome to London!

All my life, I have been waiting …. After 24 hours of flying and a day-and-a-half of bear-like hibernation in my hotel room with the thermostat set to “Ecuador,” visiting the world-famous Big Ben serves as my official “welcome to London!” Warning: involuntary regurgitation of factual information featured below this point. Turn back now if you are only…

Home Is Where the Heart Is

Traveling indefinitely is not always easy. It has shitty moments — like you’re headed to the airport and your friend’s car breaks down leaving you stranded. And it has its finer moments — a perfect stranger stops to help and drives two hours out of their way to ensure you make your flight. And juggling…

Homecoming

It’s good to be back in the Bay! While the Northern Territory and the Red Centre were magical, it’s time to get back to it! “It” mainly consists of working, splashing around in the sea (surfing, as I call it) and the generally bizarre day-to-day antics that only occur here in Byron. Not to worry, daily…

Object lesson: Bugs Bunny mug #postaday

Sherlock had his pipe. Dorothy had her ruby red slippers. Me? Well, friends, particularly former and current housemates, would most likely associate me with this: Yep, it is a Bugs Bunny mug. When I arrived in Australia I decided I needed a vessel dedicated purely to tea drinking. It was a small luxury I could now…

Reflections on “goodbye”

When traveling, people often make a sudden splash, and the ripple effect continues long after parting ways …. People come into my life for three days, two weeks, four months, one year — I never really know for how long and I’ve learned to anticipate short stays — and we share an adventure or commiserate…

Watarrka National Park: Home of Kings Canyon

Waking up hours before the sun to begin a dizzyingly steep climb up what’s known as “heartbreak hill” — as attempting this feat after sunrise is already considered dangerous due to desert temps and exposure — tends to become one of those mornings where I wonder: what am I doing? Why did I sign up…