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A man riding a horse and a stretch limosine in New York City.
Story
I Love New York
They say you become a New Yorker when you cry on the subway for the first time. Or when you get flashed on the subway for the first time. By both standards, I’ve been a New Yorker since 2010, and I’ve become a New Yorker many times over since then. Despite the tears and testicles,…
November 15, 2023
Story
The Trail of the Meraki Man
Before you nestle in and dive into the tale below, I would like to paint a picture for you. Consider somewhere out there resides a young traveller, on their first or second time overseas, having trekked to the faraway shores of Peru. Awaiting the dawn of a new adventure from the confines of their hostel,…
October 11, 2023
South Africa Story
My Worth is a Wandering Elephant
The bush trills with insects in the hour before dawn. Weaver birds chitter and call above us, their grass-woven houses bobbing in the morning breeze. Our little group is nervous. We step carefully through the undergrowth, the two rangers leading the way with loaded rifles on their shoulders. We’ve all been thoroughly briefed. There are…
October 2, 2023
Story
Santiago Colapsa
Concrete dust catches in my lungs and burnt air stings my eyes as I try to make out which part of the stairs leading down to the metro is still smouldering. As rubble from once grand buildings shifts under my boots; a small voice within speaks a confusion I’d wanted to ignore. This isn’t what…
August 17, 2023
Hungary Story
To share or not to share?
Intercultural relationships are increasingly the norm. To find someone – “the one” – in the small preset of humans culturally, geographically, and in age close to you is nothing short of a miracle. More and more, you have to compromise not only on the everyday nuances that make up any relationship, but also what to…
July 26, 2023
Australia Story
Friends on the Road
The allure of solo travel can promise what sounds like an easy escape into uncharted waters. New lands to be discovered by your feet and new sensations to be snorted up by your senses. Because you, my squirmish friend, have been stuck in the trap of the humdrum, day-to-day existence of ordinary life. You’ve already had…
June 20, 2023
Japan Story
The Last Stop
The smell of rain does not rise from the grass to be ignored, but my disregard that morning as I set out left me a weeping fool, caught beneath a dead lamppost as it poured.  Back home, I would have drawn the curtains back together and entertained the idea that it is okay to do nothing.…
June 16, 2023
Italy Story
I Lost My Friend in Italy
You may think I was in love with her. You would be right. But not in the way you think. She was one of my best friends. We met in year 7 at school, but didn’t become close till after school had ended. We were linked in a way I wasn’t with anyone else. We…
April 19, 2023

Astray is a storytelling project centred on travel, community, identity and liberation.

We’re based out of Lenapehoking / New York City: the homeland of the Lenape. Specifically, we’re in Manhattan: a name that comes from Mannahatta, meaning “island of many hills”. As grateful guests in this city, we recognize the strength and resilience of the Lenape, and extend our reverence to all Indigenous peoples everywhere. This acknowledgement comes from our commitment to working against the ongoing legacies of settler colonialism.