Sometimes I think I might have made a great bureaucrat. But alas, I don’t like ticking boxes. And so it is that since graduating, I’ve given up ticking the boxes and being boxed in. Instead, I’m beating the box and I’m boxing the ticks. Continue reading Notes from a champion tickboxer
It’s been pop culture season on my blog lately! First it was Married At First Sight, then it was Dev Patel, followed by Jeff Daniels.
This week, I’m talking celebrities – the red carpet sort, and also the everyday sort … And I’m looking at why I get so shy and unfriendly around them. Continue reading Anti-celebrity me
I’ve never been one for fireworks. So when she went ballistic I shrunk and tried to zen myself back to a place of balance. I should have seen it coming from her tone, low and ominous, foreshadowing a storm. Yet the thunder and lightning that followed still came as a shock to me. I put my hands up and used sorry like an umbrella, like a … Continue reading Easter Peace-ster
Seca y fría. Dry and cold. No, I’m not describing La Paz (though I could be). I’m describing myself. Dry and cold. I guess my new home and I have that in common. But I think I am melting. I knew that working with IJM Bolivia would be intense, confronting. But I also know that I am better suited than many to face and deal … Continue reading Dry and cold in La Paz
Converted introvert I surprised myself the other day. It was another one of those bizarre moments of self-awareness when the reality of my extroversion hit me afresh. It was a Wednesday night like any other; chilly but not as cold as you might expect for late June in Canberra. We were pitted against the top team in the division: first on the ladder vs second. I played … Continue reading Sport and spirit
I’ve been thinking a lot about burritos. Specifically about how I’m slowly, reluctantly, but increasingly boldly, realising that I … well, simply put, I don’t really like them. Cue shock and horror. But – but you lived in Latin America! But – but you speak Spanish! But – but burritos are amazing! … You do like latino food, right? The more I think about it and the more I … Continue reading The truth about me and burritos
I can hardly believe it’s already been four months, or one whole third of my mission trip. Though I’m feeling very much settled in Gonzanamá, a number of things have been running through my mind particularly in this last month. 1. Europe. For some reason – possibly random items coming up on my Facebook feed or Christmas approaching, and also comparing this experience with my … Continue reading Reflections on four months on the the field