Crawling out from the Shadow

So I’m slowly coming out of my ‘can’t be fucked’ ness – apologies to those who I’ve offended – it is just a word – and really the only word I can find that adequately describes how I’ve been feeling. I could go on here about my word finding difficulties and severe memory issues that…

Now is the only time you have

I don’t know about you, but I sure needed this reminder today of something that happened to me nearly 6 years ago and the huge learning that I received…… As the ‘Silly Season’ can take hold of us, suck us into that vortex of consumerism and throw our values of good health and vitality to…

How do you afford it?!

What’s the number one question I get? And no, it’s not “Are you Single?” 😆 Hard to believe right? 🤣 It’s a question I get ALL the time “How can you afford to travel? To live the way you do?” “How do you afford it Andrea?!” Do you know what my no.1 reason is?  The…

Munda Biddi Trail Magic

Nearly a week ago I set out on the 1000km Munda Biddi off road trail from Perth to Albany.  I’ve been blessed with beautiful weather and am having the most amazing time. Here’s a post from my FB page on my journey so far…. The Mundi Biddi trail is amazing! Currently having such an amazing…

The magic in Mandurah

An opportunity came up for me to look after 3 rabbits and house sit in Mandurah, Western Australia. I had never been to WA before and it seemed like a perfect experience to settle to write my book on my Myanmar and Thailand experiences. It was my first Winter in nearly 7 years. It was…

Crossing into Myanmar

So my last few days in Thailand had me clinging to the edges of my tent at 1am to hold it down from a furious wind in pouring down rain; walking my laden bike hill after muddy hill through small, rustic villages in unrelenting, cold, rain, completely out of character for the season; frantically trying…

The bumpy road ahead

I woke at 5am, my legs aching from cycling 100 hilly km the day before and then being forced to curl into a ball for the whole night to avoid touching the sodden sides of the tent. It was like I was on an island with the outside edges of my Yoga mat having soaked…