Archive for January, 2009

The very beginning…

The first leg of my travels...

The first leg of my travels...


I started my travels by getting out of Auckland as soon as possible! I packed up everything I owned and threw it in friends’ garages across the city, handed back the key to my now ex flat and jumped on a bus to see my parents in Tauranga – for one day.

I carried on to a tiny little place called Turakina to stay with a friend before she moved overseas. Turakina doesn’t consist of all that much really, it’s about six buildings in a bunch on the main road to Wanganui, but it was beautiful there. In the big old coach house with quirks and angles that Emily and her father lived in, on the beach littered with strange driftwood, in the garden in gumboots among the grass. More than anything it was fantastic to see her again – in my making of memories I find myself missing older times and versions of myself. My journal entry for the first night there reads:

“The conversations! We can discuss art, writing, photography, films, fashion, society. It’s what I miss. And just being around ideas again makes my mind tick over. It’s exhilarating and exhausting. So much still to learn.”

Emily is a photographer I admire greatly, especially her talent for portraits, and I asked her to take my picture while I was there…

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And was thrilled with the results! Check out her work here and here.

She was also kind enough to let me take her picture as well…




I could have stayed so much longer than a week, but back on the bus I went to Tauranga – this time for two whole days – before packing my gears for the next great adventure and heading back to Auckland…


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Memory Lane in the Making

This is my last real holiday before I enter the working world, and to make the most of it I made a list of the things I would like to do to make it memorable, fuel for lots of those “I remember, back in the summer I finished uni, I did this crazy thing! Man I miss those days” moments in the future. I’m young, I’m between occupations, I’m freer than I’ve been in years, so why not?

As I wrote in my journal on deviantART:

“I’m going to spend the summer roaming and listening to music, reading poetry every day, photographing everything, throwing out all my clothes, finding new pre-loved ones and making my own, swimming, lying in meadows, running as fast and as far as I can, saying yes to everything, celebrating, cooking new things, discovering new places, being totally in love, hugging and kissing, laughing, pulling silly faces, getting tattooed, visiting people, refusing to work, being a nomad, doing and being and seeing whatever I want, wherever I want, whenever I want, with whoever I want.

Sounds like fun to me.”

I’ve been making a good go of that list, and hell yes it’s fun! Unfortunately for my poor little blog, all of those adventures in the summer sunshine don’t leave much time for writing about them, so I’ve been rather completely absent. BUT now I’m back, from over a month of truly nomadic life, and I have so much to tell – experiences, ideas, photographs, stories, opinions, recipes – so don’t go away, stay tuned…

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