straight outta glenorchy

I am finally coming out of the storm. Somehow these past two months in Glenorchy have been just as challenging as the constant traveling. There are no more what-ifs, no more unknowns, no more what’s next. I have a plan for the next eight months of my life. I’m not even really traveling anymore. Everything… Continue reading straight outta glenorchy

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how i am really doing

dear dad, the other night i cried about losing a bookmark. i always cry when i lose things now, as if you had died all over again. thanks for that. otherwise i’m good. i’m really good. i like my job. i love my job. i live in the mountains. most days i wake up and… Continue reading how i am really doing

brisbane: an early retirement

My “brief trip to Australia for the holidays” turned into a month-long visit. I managed to spend an entire month in Brisbane. “Brisbane is shit,” my friend from Sydney says. Even Dorothy, who lives in Brisbane, asked what in the world am I going to do here for a month? Don’t I want to do… Continue reading brisbane: an early retirement

south island (beautiful) disasters

I was almost homeless in Queenstown. It was 5 PM on a Tuesday and every single accommodation was fully booked since I didn’t have the foresight to book in advance. Fantastic! I remained calm. I sent out some requests to work exchange hosts in the area, not because I was prepared to do a work… Continue reading south island (beautiful) disasters

van life in the north island

I downloaded Tinder. For those of you who don’t know what this is (mom, that means you), Tinder is an online dating (read: hookup) app that finds you potential matches based on their proximity to you. Evidently a lot of solo backpackers use it to find other travelers in the area or to meet up… Continue reading van life in the north island

sydney + brisbane

well, my adidas were a HIT. it was a monday night. i casually stumbled upon (after extensive research) this super trendy cocktail bar (the bar is literally called “this must be the place”) wearing my REI pack, sweaty tank, and—dare i even mention it—leggings. luckily there were only two other people in the place (the… Continue reading sydney + brisbane

melbourne + pathetic, first-world thoughts

this is the second time since i’ve left the US that i’ve experienced a low point (level 3 on the 1-10 mental breakdown scale). the first time was the day that i lost my phone. i left it sitting on an incredibly camouflaging gatepost at the birdwatchers’ farm. i wasn’t able to go back to… Continue reading melbourne + pathetic, first-world thoughts

the gould league bird study camp club

foreword: i apologize for the lack of capitalization, but i have as much time as it takes for dorothy to buy some chicken, strawberries, kiwis, and bread, so here goes. well, i’m here. in the middle of nowhere. there is no life for 50km. nothing but flat, which is a generous way to describe this land.… Continue reading the gould league bird study camp club