An Over-Eater’s Guide to Ubud, Bali

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I met my Mum at our accommodation in Ubud. I had been on a yoga retreat for a week, and Mum was flying in from Perth. I had booked a home-stay in a small village just outside town, called Lod Tunduh, and though my driver had assured me that he knew where that was, he didn’t. I was a ball of anxiety when I arrived at Pondok Langon (meaning house on the rice field), mainly because it had taken me two and a half hours to make … Keep reading…

Turning 30- A Search For Meaning In Varanasi, Part 3 & 4

You may like to read part one and two first… The December evening air had dropped in temperature along with the sun. Tyrhone sensed my sadness, though he had tried to laugh off the uncomfortable conversation with Raju. “I know what you’re thinking,” he said and my heart swelled. “Really?” I asked, expecting him to talk me out of it. We still hadn’t said it, but we both knew what the elephant in the room was. We wanted to buy … Keep reading…

Turning 30- A Search For Meaning in Varanasi, Part Two

You may find it helpful to read yesterday’s part one… Later that night, we met up with Raju, who rowed us down the river again, never seeming to tire of explaining the sites along the way. He was taking us to see the Aarti ceremony at the main ghat, where we would watch from the river, as the performers chanted, rang bells, played drums and danced with large candle sticks (I’m sure they have a special name). The ritual is … Keep reading…

Turning 30- A Search For Meaning in Varanasi, Part One

This is the first installment of a four part series about my journey to Varanasi, where I celebrated my thirtieth birthday… I turned 30 in India. In the holy, chaotic, colourful, and surprising city of Varanasi. It’s not a coincidence that I celebrated this milestone in a place where pilgrims flock from all over India and the world. I suppose I was on a pilgrimage of my own, though  refused to admit it for fear of sounding clichéd. It was a time … Keep reading…

The Fear of Selling Up

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I’ve mentioned before that Tyrhone and I are selling our apartment to allow us to follow our dream of long-term, indefinite travel and adventure, and on days like today, the idea totally freaks me out.  But this is something that we have wanted to do for a long time, and when my company offered voluntary redundancy to anyone that wanted it, it was as if the universe was speaking to me saying, “it’s now, or never.” Never is too horrible a thought to … Keep reading…

Visiting The God of Small Things – A Journey to Kerala’s Backwaters

I read Arundhati Roy’s heartbreaking, funny and tragic The God of Small Things: A Novel during my first year of university. I loved it. Those close to me who are reading this are probably rolling their eyes thinking, “is she still going on about that bloody book?’ It is my favourite novel of all time. I have owned many copies. Earlier this year, I would have told you that it is the only book I have ever read twice. That was … Keep reading…

A Change of Priorities

An award winning chef has opened a branch of his famous restaurant here in Perth, where the steaks are aged longer than most of the staff, and the wine is priced higher than liquid gold. The other day, a dear friend was disappointed that I wasn’t going to be joining her for this dining experience. She inquired whether or not I was depriving myself of great experiences that I would usually jump at, to achieve this goal of traveling long … Keep reading…

How Do I say Goodbye to This? Leaving Loved Ones Behind

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This is my niece, Olivia, the coolest person I know. Sometimes I look at her in such awe, at how someone so small can have such a strong personality, such a clear sense of who they are. I love her. She has brought so much joy and lightness to our family, and she has taught me a lot. As we prepare to embark on our ‘Indefinite Travel Adventure’, one of my main concerns (aside from selling every possession I own, including … Keep reading…

Do I Own My Home, Or does It Own Me?

As I have mentioned in previous posts, Tyrhone and I are making big changes in our lives. Early next year, we are setting off on an adventure- to travel indefinitely, without an agenda, except to experience whatever comes our way. Now this throws up all kinds of questions- what if we don’t like it? Fail? Have trouble making money? Get homesick? Most of these questions are irrational, and come from a place of insecurity and fear, all easily overcome by … Keep reading…