Oktoberfest & Bucket Lists

Sunday, 20, July, 2014 0 , , Permalink 1

I've never quite grasped why Oktoberfest actually occurs in September. Anyway, in 2010 I met some friends from London in Munich - dirndl and all - to experience the famous Bavarian festivities. It's always been a bucket-list item for me - same as Fiesta de San Fermin ("running of the bulls"), La Tomatina, Christmas in New York and Carnivale - so I couldn't resist the opportunity to enjoy a stein and pretzel and tick this one off the list. My travel journal was (unsurprisingly) light on during my 4 days at Oktoberfest - any spare time (i.e. not at the beer halls) was spent exploring Munich and sampling the local delicacies (pork knuckle = amazing). It wasn't until I was leaving ...

Life is a classroom

Wednesday, 21, May, 2014 1 , , , Permalink 1

It was 19 July 2010 and I had just arrived at Cambridge University in the UK. No, I wasn't there to study a Masters in Law or Philosophy or anything else remotely as impressive. I was there to teach English to [rich] European kids for the summer. Besides briefly contemplating primary school teaching as a career before law, I had never taught in a classroom. The idea came to me when I was researching alternative tours and activities for solo travellers. It seemed like a good way to meet people, get free accommodation and earn some money while I travelled (and, FYI, I was right - highly recommend it). So I completed a 6 week TESOL course in Perth before I left ...

The first page of my favourite chapter

Friday, 16, May, 2014 1 , , Permalink 1

So I chose my first “Extracts of a Travel Diary” post from my most recent overseas adventure. But (surprise, surprise) my journal entries have not always been quite so profound. Recently, I came across my very first journal entry from when this whole wanderlust thing really started. After quitting my job as a junior lawyer, I left Perth airport on the 18th of June 2010 for an 8 month solo adventure around Europe. I remember the feeling before I left, like I was going up against the world – just me, myself and I. It was terrifying and exciting and everything in between. The first few pages of my travel diary from that trip, however, proved to be quite an ...

Sharing is Caring

Friday, 16, May, 2014 2 , , , Permalink 0

I love a moment of clarity. It was the 19th of February 2014 and I was on an overnight bus from Buenos Aires to Iguassu Falls. It was 19 hours non-stop and I remember I had really under-estimated how hungry I could get on that bus. Everyone was offering each other their snacks – sharing chips and chocolate – and exchanging stories. I took a moment to write this in my travel diary: I’ve noticed on this trip that travellers are so willing to share - themselves, food, clothes, time, ideas. I wonder what makes it easier, more natural even, to give these things so freely and unconditionally on holiday but not at home? Is it an equality of vulnerability? The feeling ...