It was the eve of my 30th birthday: a painfully gorgeous afternoon in the south-east of Tasmania. A handful of friends and I were basking…
Amongst the backpacking community, there’s always plenty of buzz surrounding the highly fantasised life that is weed trimming. And the first rule of Trim Club is…
Clack, Clack, Clack. I press my teeth together as I sit on a stool in the tiny, five-person bar. The edges of my vision blur…
“You are now leaving the European Union,” claims a sign as you enter the free zone of Christiania, Denmark, and while not exactly true, the…
When it comes to Mary Jane, I’m probably one of the biggest rookies alive. Despite my noble attempts to make smoking weed look cool and…
I was sitting in a hostel in Amsterdam, the only place that had a bar of Wi-Fi, when a girl identical to my primary-school library…
Get There: Handboogstraat 29, 1012 XM This place is groovy, with the greatest ambience thanks to its funky light shades, cool wall paper and sound…
