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.
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…
“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…