“I’m going to see Buddha if it kills me! It should be right around here.” It’s a bit of a cliché to start off a sentence with “It’s a bit of a cliché…” but… It’s a bit of a cliché to call a hill “rolling”, but the bubbling green mounds around Sellick’s Beach’s Nan Hai […]Read more "On the Electric Holy Road Again (or: Blasting Through the Peninsula in a Rainbow-Powered Sedan)"
I’m not going to lie and say the past four months since my return to Adelaide have been super eezy breezy… Nor will I lay and say they’ve been terrible. They’ve just sort of happened, flown past at the speed of time-spent-busy. Without the opportunity of a quick jaunt to Belgium or Estonia, a party […]Read more "Zen and the Art of Mindful Hiking"
I think I found the magic ingredient. It’s movement. It’s nomadism. It’s constant play, acceptance of ourselves as Homo Ludens. After a brief escape to the paddocks, hills and lakes of the Adelaide Hills, driving along winding roads at 100 kilometers an hour, I feel refreshed and energised, like some spark has reignited somewhere among […]Read more "The Electric Nomad of the Adelaide Hills"
Their a certain satisfaction to ticking off a book as “read” on Goodreads, a feeling of accomplishment that you’ve made it through another world and learned a lot more about life in general, even if (ESPECIALLY if) you’ve just read a piece of fiction. But there’s also a pain, a grief for a lost friend […]Read more "On Don Quixote and the Art of Writing"
Chapter 1 (The Festival State) The last few weekends of running around looking at all the bright lights of the city, keeping up with social media, looking for networking opportunities and jobs, preparing applications, reading for university and for pleasure, keeping up with an exercise routine and just generally getting re-settled in my home city […]Read more "If It Rains, It Pours – An Epic Blog Post About Creative Adelaide"
I’m struggling to figure out if I’m readjusting to life in Australia or not. On one hand, it still feels like I should be in Germany, planning my next little excursion to some nearby country and greeting people with “Hallo”. On the other hand, I feel like I’ve never even left Adelaide. Skills I thought […]Read more "A Return to “Normal”"
It’s now an hour and a week since I returned to Adelaide, which really shocks me to think about. This week has just flown by in a blaze of confusion, overwhelming feelings and reunions. It’s flown, but I’m still trying to figure out if it was because I was having fun. Returning home after exchange […]Read more "Reflections on the Future (Or, After Travel)"