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Thank You for being Born
Coming home is not quite as easy as you might think. Even when you “just take a plane”… While everyone else breezed past security, I had that bear scanned at all five airports on the Read more…
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Home.
The end was in sight. In just three weeks my circumnavigation would be [more or less] complete. After 4 awesome [and challenging] years of hitch hiking on other peoples boats across the Indian, the Atlantic, Read more…
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Turning Bras into Pumpkins
“Are you an African?” “How did you know?” “You look like one?” “You have met many?” “No. I have never met an African.” I smiled in confusion “But I have read about them.They are good Read more…
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Wild People
The world is full of all sorts. It’s curiously viciously grotesquely beautiful. For most of us, we walk around with our eyes half closed and try and maintain the status quo – trying to fit Read more…
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And they will know us by the Trail of Bread…
You know that feeling you get just before you begin a new chapter?? When you hear adventure calling your name and the beckoning is so loud that you have to heed it… even though Read more…
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Namesake
I was named after my late grandmother: Dina. Man was she an epic sort… but then again, everyone in my family is. Left to right: Epic sort, Epic sort. Epic sort. Epic sort But I’ve Read more…
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Blown Away
You’re sitting in your home and the wind starts to pick up. It gets stronger. Stronger. Stronger still. Before you know what’s happening, the whole house begins to tremble and your roof gets whisked away. Read more…
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Losing Yourself in the World
Lake Tagimaucea, Fiji Where would you be sitting right now if you’d said “yes”. What would you be doing? Who would you be? Wilson’s prom, Australia I had everything to lose. [Or at least I Read more…
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Plenty
Welcome to the land of plenty! A land ripe with plenty of coconuts. I’m still perfecting my coconut shaving techniques. Where everyone has plenty of kids. All of Read more…
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Cage Eggs
So you’re a good egg right?? Or at least your mother told you that once upon a time… [mine did] I’ve never been a huge fan of chooks – they smell, they eat their own Read more…