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,…
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…
At the crisp hour of seven on a winter’s morning, I arrived in Venice. The city was eerily empty and quiet in its waking hours….
F45 has reached religious status in Sydney. The Crossfit Lite gym has a “church” on every corner, and their Sunday morning mass comprises a 45-minute…
¿Porque no? In line with our ethos to foster writers and writing in the most interesting and pleasant places on Earth, the time is ripe…
I was in the Tokyo suburb of Shibuya when I first laid eyes on one. Nothing about my bright and hectic surroundings felt familiar to…
Our legs dragged as we approached the traditional Indonesian restaurant, known as a warung, at the end of the street. Smokey grey fumes swirled from…
The trainee clerk at 7/11 gives me a nervous smile as she fumbles my items through the scanner. I wait for her to see the…
I just missed another friend’s wedding. A friend I have known since the age of 10. She sent me the invite months ago. Absolutely no…
Wet necks stretch gracefully; curled tendrils trace cheekbones as heads balance above the steaming water. A wave ripples out as breasts, followed by hips and…
I recently asked my boyfriend if he felt afraid to express his culture and religion in Australia. “Yes,” he replied, without hesitation. “I don’t feel…
“And where are you off to, young man?” “Santiago,” I replied. My questioner — a silver-goateed, balding man of about 60 — sighed. “Ah, Chile!”…
