“Fuck this stupid ass machine.”
My feet sloppily kicked a rusty old Marlboro cigarette dispenser as I muttered under beer-drenched breath. By then, I had been consumed by joyous Latin salsa for hours — a far cry from the longing acoustic Fado that soundtracked Lisbon by day. Between pumping live brass, liquid flowing hips and…
“Prost!” Our steins clunk; beer spills over the side and splashes onto my cheap 50-euro dirndl -- but I’m too sloppy to notice.
It’s Oktoberfest in Munich and I’m about 12 steins and three cheese kranskies deep.
Katie’s already lived up to our bogan reputation by spewing into her apron. At least she caught it,…
Young families are plentiful. Kids play on bikes and tradies dash about. Seemingly everybody has a dog. The area is much like a maze, but you finally arrive at the outer rim of a newly built housing development site. Look outwards, and behind you are individuals living simple lives in their simple homes, unaware that…
"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…
“A Cacao what?”
This question, accompanied by a quizzical tilt of the head, was the standard response I received when I told people I’d spent a casual evening attending a cacao ceremony in Sydney.
Long before the threat of Covid-19 cast a dark cloud over the possibility of social activity, I embarked on a solo…
Staring down the shot glass of yet another pre-10am mezcal, I push any thoughts of What about my life productivity? aside and focus on what’s happening in front of me in the dirt-floored kitchen nestled within the lush, wet mountains.
My mates and I are in San Pedro y San Pablo Ayutla (or Ayutla, to her…