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My Egyptian Dentist
I remember those little details of our first meeting so clearly. The way he stood over our little group, a mix of misfit travellers and local Egyptians. I remember first taking in his tall, lean body, long, wild hair and straight, perfectly white teeth and thinking he was the most beautiful human I had ever…
June 14, 2018
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Why My Open Relationship Didn’t Work Out
First, it was a convenient option for Brianna and I – we’re both bi. A pill-fuelled conversation about how it can suck being in a committed hetero relationship when you're bisexual led to a foursome with our boyfriends. We’d all been best friends for years. Without properly thinking it out or discussing it, the…
June 3, 2018
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Life’s Little Joys
The finest and best restaurant on Koh Tao is a cosy little place called Mama’s. The eponymous Mama is a middle-aged blob of a woman, chubby and churlish, who makes the best chicken soup you may ever set spoon to in your entire life. Her husband is Yeh, a chuckle-faced and kind-eyed man with a…
May 30, 2018
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A Month at Moria Refugee Camp
“They put you on a night for your second shift? Bit harsh, but don’t worry: nights are generally quiet. Mostly we sleep unless someone comes knocking”. Moria Refugee Camp is situated on the Greek island of Lesvos, the closest European island from Turkey. It’s the biggest camp on the island, and an estimated 6000 asylum…
May 16, 2018
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When Your Travels Are a Shit Storm
They say that opposites attract, but every day, I'm realising that shit attracts shit. For example, I'm using Notepad to write this because Word isn't working on my computer – funny how life seems to enjoy aligning every aspect, right down to even the most irrelevant. I had my day planned, and for it to…
May 16, 2018
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Stitched Back Together in Thailand
A harsh light pierces my eyes from a low swinging globe above my face. I am lying on a bed. No. It’s a gurney. It creaks in rhythm with the tight pulling of my arm.  A young Thai woman sits on a wooden stool next to me, threading me back together like a seamstress. She…
May 8, 2018
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WWOOFing in the North Thai Wilderness
I abandoned my job teaching at a school in Thailand to volunteer at an organic farm. I'd heard about a beautiful property outside this place called Chiang Rai; it was described to me as "a little volunteer community in the mountains with rice paddies, yoga and organic food". Sold. I pictured myself working in the…
May 4, 2018
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Brigitte & Otto
I guess you could say my family has always been fairly open to having guests stay in our home. There are eight children (chill – not all from the one mum – my dad just got hitched a couple of times), with me being the youngest. Though we’ve virtually all moved out, our house still…
May 3, 2018
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Travelling With My Dead Grandmother
I’ve never been very good at following traditions. I don’t have any annual family meetups, Saturdays are almost never for the boys and I can’t even dedicate myself solely to one coffee shop. So when I travel and I see all these people buying a pin in every country they go to, or religiously tracking…
April 16, 2018

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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.