I am fascinated by what people pack when they travel. So, I thought I’d share what I always pack in my carry-on bag.
Like many Australian travellers heading to Europe, we recently found ourselves with a short stopover in Singapore. A seven-hour stopover, to be precise. In hindsight, we should have made the most of our time, and stayed the night there, exploring the city. But by the time we really thought about this, our flights were already
I’ve been wanting to create a regular recap/update series for a while now, but I wasn’t quite sure where to begin. So I’m going to trial this for the next few months and see how it goes. The monthly recaps will give me the chance to keep you updated on what I’ve been up to,
Due to the type of travelling holidays we prefer to take (read: long Winter wonderland trips staying in nice hotels), we don’t actually travel that much. Most of our year is spent saving up our money and annual leave for our next big adventure, and working full-time office jobs. We don’t go out very often,
Like it or not, we all subconsciously take aspects of our daily lives for granted. We usually don’t even realise how much we’re taking these things for granted. We get so used to living a certain way, or having exactly what we need at hand, at any given moment. No more is this highlighted than
I’ve developed an unhealthy obsession with the way some Europeans make their bed. In other words, I’ve become a fan of the ‘one bed, two duvets’ method. The first time we visited Europe, we were a little confused by the bedding situation. It’s a little weird, right? We thought they had forgotten to give us
As I sit here on a muggy Sunday afternoon in Melbourne, I have one question for you: where are the years going?! And then a follow-up: do you guys feel it too? Sometimes it seems like the days, weeks, months and years are slipping through our fingers. Things are changing, the world is getting a
Travel has taught me so much about myself, my relationships, and the world around me. I’ve seen things I’d previously only dreamed about, I’ve faced fears, and I’ve learned to appreciate the value of living minimally. I’ve also realised how lucky I am to have been born in such a free country as New Zealand.
I’m going to let you in on a little secret: I didn’t always have this wanderlust inside me. It feels shocking to be putting such words out into the universe, but it’s true. I know it’s true because when I was 11 or 12 years old, I turned down the opportunity to go to the