9:30pm, the night before my visit to Machu Picchu. I leap out of bed and race for the toilet. “Esta ocupado,” someone whispers. I’ve already…
I stare out the plane window at the twinkling lights in the darkness below. That’s Japan down there. Hitting the ground feels like victory: a…
When countries outside of Japan started to realise that Lolita fashion was a thing, I was still a kid, busy tottering around the house in…
Right now, I should be in absolute shock and wonderment. I’m sitting comfortably in the rental home of three elderly Japanese people, who have just…
I will be bold enough to identify as an expert dater, although I will probably receive a stream of hate messages from exes upon publication….
The inner workings of Toby Paramor, founder of Stoke Travel and a dear friend to all at Global Hobo, is a mystery to many. Does he…
I watch my mum’s mouth drop open in disgust. “Oh my god.” We’re dining at a fancy restaurant and I’m dolled up to the nines,…
Seven months into a student exchange in Europe, and I’d only seen two Australians. One was guy who had little interest in reminiscing about our…
The plates circulated like a runway at fashion week, except instead of haute couture, the models were dressed in shades of raw fish, and instead…
It’s my second day on the streets of Moscow and the dentist I think I’m booked in to see doesn’t exist. I walk with my…
It doesn’t seem like the beautiful chaos that is Burning Man – blooming annually in a desert metropolis entrapped by shifting sandy hills and black…
Having finished high school, gotten my place at uni and taken a gap year, I was at a bit of a loose end. The thought…
