Me when I’ve been elsewhere

The first holiday I can remember was to a tiny beach town called Robe in South Australia. I think I must have been around eight years old – Mum and Dad had booked this holiday house for a week or so and piled my sister and I into the car jammed between folded bedsheets and [...]

Ticket to ride

I think of adventure, and my mind goes to love. I don’t know if that’s illustrative of my being a woman, but to me, any adventure that’s going to open my eyes and my mind is one worth sharing with my heart.
You and I spoke about travelling tonight, and immediately I felt my heart wake [...]