Sport and spirit

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

The truth about me and burritos

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

Reflections on four months on the the field

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