When I was growing up, I fell in love with books. From the moment my mom suggested Harry Potter to me – likely after she grew tired of me devouring a Dolphin Dairies or Magic Tree House chapter book a day – I was hooked by the magic of words. I was thrilled by the… Read More Are Words Worth Paying For?
We in the global west have an odd relationship with change. We tend to assume that what is, will always be, be it good or bad or somewhere in between; however, what I’ve come to realise, slowly and sometimes painfully, is more in line with eastern traditions and that is, that the only constant in… Read More Decisions: Endings, Beginnings, and Everything In-between
I could title this post something click-bait-y like “10 reasons not to buy a boat” or “I hate sailing” and likely get more reads, but that just would not be me. Instead, this will be my usual SEO-failing fare from the heart, a heart currently full of disappointment and doubt; because, in the past 48… Read More Doubt, Disappointment, and Delays
Fear is a funny thing, we all feel it, but rarely talk about it. It’s not popular or exciting to say that you are afraid, that you are anxious; instead, we are expected to hold it in, pretend we don’t feel it, put on a smile and tell the world everything’s fine – all while… Read More Anxiety at Sea
How old is too old for hostels? It’s an oft debated question and you’ll see a gamut of answers online, from those embracing the 60 something crowd to those who feel that shared accommodation is the purview of the fresh out of high school. Personally, I think staying in hostels is more a matter of… Read More Too Old for Hostels?
A rooster’s sharp caw breaks through my dreams and soon I am awake, mulling over how best to murder said rooster. I grumble as I squint my eyes in the early morning light, the sun hasn’t even risen yet. The rooster keeps at it. This rooster must be faulty, or sadistic, I decide as I… Read More Racing the Rain with Hari’s Horses on Ometepe Island, Nicaragua
In the old days traveling halfway around the world would take months, years even in the age before steam, the age of sail when fickle winds and tempestuous seas dictated the whims of adventures worldwide. Back then, you did not come and go from long distances, unless you were a sailor and even then few… Read More Travel Privilege: The Joys of Long Haul Flying
Kane and I left the last house that we lived full time at in late October 2021. That means that for nine months we have been nomads, bouncing between family’s homes, friend’s homes, hotels, other people’s boats, and more. I say we are nomads, because this lifestyle is chosen, whereas the Australian government would actually… Read More Nine Months as Nomads
It has been ten days since Kane and I returned from Malaysia and I think I’ve let my complicated thoughts and feelings percolate enough to put fingers to keyboard and write some musings on our time in this complex country. When we booked our flights to Kuala Lumpur (KL), I really knew nothing about Malaysia.… Read More Musings on Malaysia
There’s an old sailor’s saying that sailing plans are written in the sand at low tide and it is proving to be very true indeed. See, Kane and I are not on a boat and I am writing this from the kitchen table in the home of our very patient friends on the Sunshine Coast… Read More The Changing Tides of Changing Plans