A few weeks ago, after turning 27, I wrote about some of my goals for the coming year. But today I read a post by one of my favourite bloggers, Adventurous Kate, which has inspired another type of Bucket List. I’ve decided to write about it here because since…
So it’s a year since Will and Kate. I doubt you care. I certainly don’t. But such events have a way, regardless of your interest level, of making you think “A year? Really? Gee that went quick”. This anniversary was no different. When I found out the second…
Since I arrived in Vancouver, I’ve had some pretty awesome things happen. Some of them have been minor, such as a customer giving me a beautiful plant that became my make-shift Christmas tree and brightened my holiday season. Others have been incredibly kind, such as my friend who offered his apartment for…
Peek-a-booLooking out my living room window I have a great view into about one hundred living rooms. I am aware the people in those living rooms also have a similar view into mine. And my bedroom. Note to self: Don’t walk around naked with the blinds open.Being surrounded…
PARENTS KILLED BY NINJAS. NEED MONEY FOR KARATE LESSONS. These were the words on a sign carried by I assume a homeless man on Granville St in Downtown Vancouver today. One has to admire his sense of humour when life doesn’t seem to be going his way. It made…
The collective age of me and my travelling partners was 204. And no, there weren’t 10 of us. There were five. It was a grown up family holiday. A month with the parentals, my sister and her partner. It’s not exactly how I pictured my first trip to Europe. I’d…
Before anyone says anything, I know 26 isn’t old. I don’t even feel the need to qualify that by saying it isn’t that old. In the grand scheme of this adventure called life, I’m just a young’n. But that hasn’t stopped what I can only assume is a…
After three days of rain the sun has finally found my temporary address: Port Macquarie in New South Wales. Hardly any wind, no need for a jacket and sunshine that has me wishing I’d put on suncream. When I’m travelling (not that I really am now) I find the biggest…
It’s nearly just a month to go before I leave the North-West Coast after four years and head to Paris. Now that it has got to the stage that I can’t do anything about going (and why would I?) it’s all feeling rather real. Couple that with the moment a few…
