THERES A SHOO TING. WE R HIDING IN BACK OF A STORE
Then I heard dad somewhere, in the open silence.
“Ari! Where is my daughter?”
It’s the most miserable day on earth, six degrees and pouring rain, and I am standing umbrella-less in an hours-long queue to get into Tokyo Disney. I had this ticket booked before I had a plane ticket home. This was the top of my itinerary, the one thing I needed to do before anything else.…
Amongst the backpacking community, there’s always plenty of buzz surrounding the highly fantasised life that is weed trimming. And the first rule of Trim Club is that you do not talk about Trim Club. Rumours abound that you’ll make bulk cash in a short amount of time, which gives every traveller a semi-chub as they think about…
This year, I cast aside the dirt-encrusted vouchers for disappointment and bought the VIP Backstage Experience for the United States 2020.
In late August, I boarded a desolate flight from Heathrow to Boston to pursue my Master’s degree. My first morning in the city had me tuning into the local news channels to scope the…
I washed my hands 10 times, then 10 times more. It felt like the blood wouldn’t come off. WHAT THE FUCK? screamed my mind on repeat.
The scene from the last hour kept playing through my head. Warm blood running over my hands, staining my clothes. Dark red. Not my blood. Her voice mumbling, “Sleep, I…
It took 12 months of planning to get me on the plane for my semester abroad at North Carolina State University.
It was four months after I returned to Australia that our nearest school, The University of North Carolina, had a shooting on their campus, leaving two dead, four wounded, three of them critical.
Gun…
Sleepless in Seattle – that’s the old movie with Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks, right? I have some vague recollection of watching it on TV years ago. One of those weekends where you decide to stay in and watch whatever old film they decide to recycle on commercial television. Little did I know, as I…
The universe is constantly giving you signs, and if you pay attention, you just might see them. Sometimes, you might see them even if you’re not paying attention.
On the second day of my American motorcycle criss-crossing, I saw the latter kind. I was cruising along thinking about why I’d staked so much – my…
After roughly 10 hours on the Amtrak train moving down the east coast from an intense week in San Francisco, we stepped out on the platform in Los Angeles. Sofie and I are mates from school and, after a year of working and holidaying in Canada, decided to do our own version of a west…