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Reflection and Reconnection Among the Treetops

The car climbed through the winding road, up into the Dandenong Mountain Ranges, leaving Upper Ferntree Gully (UFG) a blur in the distance. In the short four years we had been away, it seemed even the kitsch of the UFG strip mall had not escaped the hipster touch. Where youRead More

DAY 31: So Close, Yet So Far…

It was still dark when the four of us stepped out of the Albergue. The moon was still visible when I looked to the right, a fading silhouette against the grey sky. Passing through the silent streets of Lourenza; the colossal medieval styled church looming on our left, I beganRead More

With India As My Teacher…

India. The vibrant, rainbow jewel of the east. When the word India alights my tongue I can hear the language. I can see the sun. I can feel the adrenaline. Together, in my eyes, it is beauty. A thrill of exhilaration, eclipsed by a crescendo of flower petals, falling toRead More

DAY 30: Mirma and the Cathedrals of the Sea

The scarlet red weals on my brother’s feet that had manifested overnight from the ice bath his feet had taken, made our course of action clear enough. There was no way we would be able to continue on today, tackling a whole 30 kilometres (18 Miles). Our Camino de SantiagoRead More

DAY 28: Cat Up a Tree

My alarm went off at 5:30am in a harmonious melody of strumming harps. Too bad I slept through it. The sweet song played for about 2 minutes before it went silent and our tent was plunged into darkness once again with me not even stirring in the slightest. Our familyRead More

DAY 27: In the Heart of the Asturias

The robotic clicking sound of the camera taking another photo echoed in my ears. My vision refocused and I found myself leaning over the edge of a wooden fence, staring down at a mesmerising ocean, the waves swelling in the sparkling sun. I was standing at Regalina’s Hermitage, (Ermita deRead More

DAY 26: Mud, Mayonnaise and a Majestic Sunset

I stepped into an oozing marshy mud puddle for the 100th time in the past hour. I lifted my once hot-pink hiking shoes out of the squelching swamp prison with a sigh. You could no longer tell what the original colour was. Behind me, I heard the indignant cries fromRead More

DAY 25: Sunshine, Rainshine

A crackling strike of lightning lit up the campground BBQ area, highlighting the same wooden picnic tables where last night’s boisterous partying must have taken place. Embers of a failing flame warmed my shaking hands that were soaked to the bone from trying to pack up the tents at topRead More

Moscow from a Teen’s Perspective

Today, everywhere we look, be it when surfing the internet, flicking through TV channels or watching a movie, we’re bound to come across that common image of the ‘average teen’. You know the one: The constantly annoyed expression, an oblivious nature to everything but the iPod, and earbuds, the passiveRead More