Eat Pray Surf. My Experience with Solo Female Surf Travel

  Solo travel is something I would scrawl on a prescription pad and hand to the nearest person suffering from a mid-life/existential crisis. It’s the perfect cure for the twenty-first century burnout. After years of avoiding or ignoring your issues, I guarantee you solo travel will make you confront them. Although for me, the whole…

7 Reasons Why Travel Is The Best Remedy For Fear

A thought came to me as I was trying to sleep. I’m the only person staying in a guesthouse on a surf break in Indonesia. The owners don’t stay here so it’s just me.
I start thinking how I normally hate the feeling of an empty house; the shadows the quiet. But right now I am at peace.

#AlwaysWillBe – In Light of Survival Day/ Australia Day Honour the Traditional Custodians With A Self-Guided Gadigal Walk From Bondi To Tamarama

Today marks the day of the survival of Aboriginal people in Australia, despite a past (and present) of wrongdoing and the efforts to “smooth the dying pillow”. Australia was, is, and always will be Aboriginal Land. If you’re in Sydney and want to avoid the throngs of celebrations, I suggest taking this self-guided walk from…

surf like a girl

I am another chick in the water. You know the type; I’ll greet you with a smile. I’ll strike up a conversation with you in the line up. I’ll hoot for you on a wave. Although I wasn’t always like this. For a while there, other girls in the water represented competition; someone to compare…