Welcome to the Hell of the West
I’m nervous. Stretching out my achy joints, I think about the various injuries I’ve had over the past few months. I came off crutches from an ankle sprain in December,…
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April 21, 2023
Life’s Better On Fiji Time
Re-joining my life in Brisbane, I can’t help but wonder how many people I pass by everyday. On a standard metropolitan lunch break, it must be at least 500? 1000…
May 3, 2022
My last hostel in Marrakech
Obese Mustachioed Moroccan Men
Five months has very quickly come to an end. Sitting in the Marrakech airport (Morocco), waiting to go back to Portugal, I’m reflecting on the past half-year, and wondering how…
June 30, 2016
Thankfully not a tiki torch
Meeting the KKK in Spain
The travelling bug's got me, and while unfortunate for my wallet (who needs money anyways, right?), I have another 2 months left of stories to make. To me, that means…
April 8, 2016