Broome is blurry, a friend told me last week. It’s the perfect description. More than anywhere else I’ve lived, the days here bleed together. I’ve been here now for ten weeks, and for the most part, I find it difficult to remember specific days…
I’ve been a bad blogger. Over the past week or two, despite my best intentions to write, I inadvertantly abandoned any semblance of planning. I ignored my to-do lists. I hardly so much as opened my computer, and I neglected my social media efforts…
My past couple of weeks have passed in a haze of the work-hard-play-hard variety, strings of twelve-hour shifts at my restaurant job buffered by long, languid beach days, hammock lazing and brunch dates with friends. I’ve settled into Broome, into the easy rhythm of…
I can’t believe it’s August. More than maybe ever before, I feel like time has truly escaped me this year. I don’t know whether it’s my bouncing between seasons, the mirage-like month I spent at home between Melbourne and Broome or simply getting older.…
I’ll start with a little bit of an apology here: this weekly check-in is kind of late. Two weeks late, actually. The truth is that I completely lost track of time the first week I was due for an update. By the time I…
After all the transitional craziness of trading a fleeting month at home for a short visit back to Melbourne last week, starting over in a new place this week has been a breeze in comparison. I’ve settled back into hostel life (and, you know, partying),…
First off, a big thanks to Carmelisse from Here & Air for nominating me for the Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award! The nomination caught me in the middle of transitioning back to Australia, but I’m excited to finally sit down and answer her questions. Don’t…
Travel Notes Week by Week
Week by Week 1: The Mess of Leaving Melbourne, and My Biggest Travel Mistake Yet
This was supposed to be my year in Australia. I didn’t know the specifics. Where exactly I’d be and when, what I’d be doing and with whom — these details were all up in the air, an assortment of daydreams and half-formed intentions. The…