Archives for the month of: October, 2013

Happy Halloween!

To celebrate, I have compiled a few photos of scary things I have seen in the last year and a half.  Most people seem to think I should be scared of traveling alone, but this is not the case… However, there are many things I am afraid of. In no particular order, here are some:
IMG_5891Capela de Ossos Bone Chapel, Faro, Portugal

IMG_0394Rodeo, Colorado, USA

IMG_1819Horse Spider, El Tunco, El Salvador

IMG_4379Shriveled up Human Head (most likely fake), Middle of the World, Ecuador

IMG_4543Dead turtle, Galapagos, Ecuador : (


Skinned Cow, Jujuy, Argentina


Shriveled up llama fetuses, La Paz, Bolivia


Creepy doll, Valencia, Spain


Creepy doll head, Lagos, Portugal


Caterpillar, Akchor, Morocco


My barefeet amongst pigeon shit, Fez, Morocco


Marginalised women…. everywhere


  IMG_6379Sun rise over Nerja

I ended up in Spain with a friend for the La Tomatina festival.. A somewhat overcomercialised event, we had wanted to go since our high school days.  I had the best week with her, we drank sangria, we laughed at random things and re-told old stories.  It made me realise the importance of long standing friendships.  When she left I was at a loss… I was in Europe, and didn’t really feel like moving around all the time and getting drunk with random backpackers night after night…

I went to Sevilla, Granada and portugal…

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Granada  IMG_6100
Granada IMG_6123Granada

It felt like time for a “job” again.  So I sought out the coast.  I spent a month working at a hostel in Nerja in Andalucia (Southern Spain).  Almost by myself, I started up a little hostel backpackers house close to the beach.  We only had 8 beds, including mine, so it got real cosy in there.

Since I was inside cleaning during peak sunshine hours, I noticed peoples attitudes as they came and went.  From sleepy and hungover in the morning to sunkissed, happy and flushed in the late afternoons.  Personally, I escaped the house to use the beach for napping purposes in the late afternoons, plus a 200m swim to the buoy to stop people from calling me lazy. I noticed the constant good weather really enhanced my mood, and so my 10 day committment stretched to 2 weeks, then 3 and out to a whopping 4.5 weeks in total…






I really loved my hostel family, the regulars inclded the seemingly happy go lucky but actually uptight boss, the standard drunk english girl “this is totally my favourite song”, to the posh french girl who even made cigarrettes look classy, the young yoga crazy hungarian… after a while everyone really started seeming like cartoon characters.  The sun really enhances peoples good characters!! Nerja is filled with old english tourists and it really could have been a boring place, but the sun meant people collected stones on the beach, ate good food and hoola hooped their days away. We made friends with many of the local workers, and our nights were spent asking for free shots and pizza, drinking and dancing.

When I finished in Nerja I got an amazing favour from a friends brother who lent me his car… I drove it up and down the atlantic coast of the Andalucia, “Costa de la Luz”… it was ok, there were many young people, the atmosphere was great, but it stopped being as sunny, so I will have to vist again in summer… although some locals I met were tired of the heat and the sun, I am not sure this state is even possible for me.

Sunset over Gibraltar and Morocco





Sunset over Trafalgar lighthouse

I remember how in New Zealand the happiest moments were in the sun, from camping with my friends and family to walking to work through the park and thinking, I am the luckiest girl in the world.  I never really had these thoughts in the winter, even when cosy by a nice fire… snowboarding is good, but it is best on sunny bluebird days; to summarise, everything is better in the sun! I am back in NZ for summer, so I hope it lives up to it!!!

DSC0390690 Mile Beach

Today is my Birthday in New Zealand. It is not yet my birthday in Spain, where I am right now, but I may just celebrate twice.

Last year I was in Nicaragua for my Birthday. I vividly remember it as if it was yesterday. The people, the cake, the surf conditions and the sunset. It was the first birthday I spent away from home, and it was very special for me. I can’t believe a year has passed since then. It really feels like yesterday. In the middle, there are many vivid memories of days spent living life, learning and being happy.

But this is my whole life actually, I view it as a series of memories and events that brought me here, to this place and time. I am greatful for all of it, so as an experiment, I have dug up photos from my birthdays in the past few years, all of them equally special and unique, due to the times and the people! Thank you to all the wonderful people in my life!!

2005: 21 ! No photos available, but this night remained with me as the best night of my life for many years to come, it was the first time, I allowed myself to really celebrate being me, and being alive!!!

2006: My good school friends FORGOT my birthday, (to this day they argue that they simply got the date confused) I spent it at the local watering hole (shads) getting drunk with my engineering friends, much like many of my University days…

2007: A Muffin Picnic in Albert Park, close to university…
my skiing friends organised it, everybody brought baking, the climbing club people brought tables, it rained and we all squished inside a pergola.



I also had a birthday BBQ in which we cooked, because the boys didn’t want to


2008: Celebrated at a good friends house. It was such a small event, we all fitted on one couch. kind of.



2009: Awkward party. Half my friends in one corner… half in the other… boyfriend at the time streaks through our flat. My friends boyfriend (now husband) also streaks through the flat, but falls off the deck naked. no photographic evidence unfortunately.

2010: Just another Bradford Street Boozeroo! I don’t think it was dress up, but some people came in costumes anyway. The usual things happened I’m sure: chicken nuggets, popcorn machine, beer pong, and a trip to Carl Jr’s the next day. I think it also started as a tea party, and I spent most of the next day scrubbing cake off the walls and ceiling with my flatmates.




2011: After more than a year of Boozeroos I felt like getting out of the house. I had two birthday outings… at one I ate thai food and got very drunk (carried home in fact) and at the other I ate cake!




2012: Last year, I went surfing with my lady surfing friends!



2013: This year, I shall be in Sunny Nerja!




With all the ramblings of time passing and such themes, I would like to say I have a lot of good stories coming on here…. when I get time to write…