Into the wild

When travelling, one can become obsessed with documenting everything. Get the perfect selfie, the best caption, the most likes. How do you overcome the pressure to constantly market yourself, and capture a moment with your memory rather than a camera? Deep into the Jurassic landscapes of Doubtful Sound, the answer becomes pretty darn clear.

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Holey cheap guacamoley

I found an avocado for $3 in Queenstown. And although what I am about to share with you will surely collapse the black market of this shrivelled and shrunken head of a vegetable, you have a right to know my discovery…

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Would you share a bed with a stranger?

A girl can dream one day her room'll look like a Habitat ad...

Ever rolled over in blissful sleep and come nose-to-nose with a complete stranger? I hadn’t (honest!), until I moved to Queenstown. Arriving in a fun hostel with kind staff and free soup, I joined a group of optimistic young people who were all essentially homeless…

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The best hostel in Queenstown?

Review:  I arrived at the hostel, sleep deprived and semi-delirious, after a nightmare 48 hour journey. I hadn’t slept or showered in 4 days, and was desperate for a shred of kindness to show me the trip was worth it. That’s when I spotted the free popcorn machine in reception. I nearly wept with happiness (told you I […]

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Defying gravity

My first road trip in New Zealand. Just me and Big Red, a 1994 Toyota Carolla that takes a bit of love and luck to get up those steep mountain ranges.

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The Queenstown banking crisis

“You can’t get a bank account unless you have a job.” The woman behind the counter repeats. No empathy, no humanity. Just boredom. “But… to get a job here you need a bank account first.” I reply, frowning…

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