I chose the bigger of the two mandarins sitting in the middle of Nick and I. It was difficult to peel and inside it was spoiled. I knew immediately that I had made a mistake. I decided to gift it to the street dogs and threw it out of the car window without tasting it.…
The allure of solo travel can promise what sounds like an easy escape into uncharted waters. New lands to be discovered by your feet and new sensations to be snorted up by your senses. Because you, my squirmish friend, have been stuck in the trap of the humdrum, day-to-day existence of ordinary life.
You’ve already had…
Waldeinsamkeit (n.) (German): The feeling of being alone in the woods. Embodies a connectedness with nature and the peace experienced in that moment.
You know the feeling. The one you get after an early morning swim in the ocean – the flowing electricity that passes through you as you dive under that first wave.…
I had just stepped off the ferry on Minjerribah – or North Stradbroke Island – when I discovered my home state South Australia had slammed the borders shut to Queensland. Bonnie, a girl I had met 30 seconds prior, broke the news, spiralling any plans I had for the foreseeable future down the drain.
“I’m…
"I need to buy some bin bags to shit in or there'll be an explosion in the night," said my fiancé of one month, roughly three-and-a-half minutes after we’d packed our life's possessions (and dreams) into our little commuter van.
This suddenly brought to my simple mind a question. Do you really know the person…
"Farkkk. Well, there go our winter holiday plans.”
As Gladys announced the NSW-Victorian border closure, I felt my heart sink. It wasn’t unexpected, just another shitty trick in the shocking magic show that has been 2020. I closed my eyes. The spark of hope that had been a planned roadtrip during an otherwise dreary year…
Every good road trip starts with a morning after pill. The morning after pill is basically the same as time travel and is particularly good bought from a pharmacy in a one-street town just off the highway three hours inland from Sydney.
The road started to wind as we ate pies and ascended into Kosciuszko…
The universe is constantly giving you signs, and if you pay attention, you just might see them. Sometimes, you might see them even if you’re not paying attention.
On the second day of my American motorcycle criss-crossing, I saw the latter kind. I was cruising along thinking about why I’d staked so much – my…
Dear Officer,
I am writing to you as I sit grappling with the dilemma of whether or not to pay the $423 fine you issued me with for not wearing my seatbelt correctly. I am unsure whether paying a fine for an offence I did not commit or going to court in the remote South…