Stepping out of the Cape Town airport into the humid thirty six degree heat was exactly the feeling I was looking for as I ran from Canada’s winter. A cab driver was waiting to whisk me off to the hostel I would be staying at, Ashanti Lodge, Gardens. The driver was very friendly and pointed out different landmarks on our way through the city, telling me the names of the different mountains, driving past the hospital where the first heart transplant was performed, and explaining how people lived in the poorer areas. Read more
When I logged onto Facebook this morning I was greeted with the suggestion of sharing a memory from four years ago. I instantly filled with joy as I looked at the photo and fondly reminisced about first arriving in New Zealand and travelling alone in my bought car, Lil Red. As I was about to share the photo for all my friends to see I began to rethink it. This simple photo that brought back such an array of emotions and memories for me would be nothing more than a pretty picture to anyone else. Read more
So here I am, in one of the least populated areas in the world, The Kimberly, Western Australia. Four months into my 6 months of work. Some days I feel like I have been here forever, others I feel like I just arrived. I don’t see many people, but I don’t really mind. It can be lonely. It can be breathtaking. It is always beautiful.
After a year in Clermont it wasn’t easy to head off, but I was keen to see a new part of Australia. With the drought continuing on throughout much of Queensland and work becoming more and more difficult to come by, I decided it was the perfect opportunity. I was offered a job as a governess, and it was an offer I couldn’t refuse; flights to Broome paid for, more than double my previous wage, free chopper flights, and masses of country to roam. It was a dream job.
Two and a half years ago today
I packed my bags and went away.
To see the world beyond the snow.
It was hard to decide where first to go.
New Zealand was first in all its glory.
Every turn I took held a new story. Read more
So, you’re packing for a year away. Some far off destination you have been dreaming about for years. Your visa application has been approved and your departure date is approaching quickly. It’s crunch time.
One bag. Trust me. Read more
A relaxing night spent in Mission Beach was followed by an early morning sky dive for my brother. I opted out of this one as it wasn’t as high as the one I did in New Zealand, and I decided against the extra expense this time around. he had an absolute blast though. Proud of this kid for taking the leap and loving every second of it!
As Jared cooled down from his adrenaline high we continued our journey to Cairns. Read more
Dawn broke on boxing day and presented us with another sunny day. Not too hot, not too windy, just beautiful. The perfect day for a road trip.
Jared and I had been planning our Christmas break adventure for weeks. We had it all sorted out, the days the activities, the stops. I knew though, from many past experiences, things never go exactly as planned. This trip was no different.
We packed up the car with the things we would need for the coming week. I said goodbye to Darcy. We filled the car with fuel. Then we were off.
Christmas carols constantly played through my head as I stood at my gate in the 38 degree heat.
“Across!” Darcy shouted.
I pulled open the gate to my left, to let a couple cows through. Sweat and dust caked my face, but I didn’t mind.
I took a few steps back and out of the way as I opened my gate to let cattle into the pen with me. I shut the gate again, still singing carols in my mind.
Sure, it was just another work day, but it was one day closer to Christmas, and boy, was I excited! December had arrived and was progressing with a lot of sun, and still no rain. And DEFINITELY no snow. With it being my third Christmas down under, I thought I would be used to it. Wrong. I was the most homesick I have been since I started travelling over two years ago. Read more