The Amish have always struck me as somewhat of a fairy tale. The idea that an entire community would choose to freeze themselves in time strikes me as something from Oz, not modern America. The majority of Amish villages are in the lush farmlands of Pennsylvania, and that’s what drew me to visit the keystone state. […]Read more "Welcome to Hotel Pennsylvania"
Is it ok if I get a bit melodramatic for a minute? It’s exactly a year since I left New Zealand. I just put on the playlist that I made on that day and it’s giving me all the feels. Just four songs, all with the words “home” or “goodbye” in the title, that I […]Read more "The Hard Thing"
When I tell people I won the green card lottery, they all give me the exact same shocked expression and exclaim “HOW!?” Well, the answer is that it was easy. It took me about five minutes to enter. It didn’t cost me a cent until the visa was confirmed. And it changed my life.Read more "How to Win the Green Card Lottery"
Washington DC is the only purpose-built capital city I’ve ever been to that pulses with culture and has no shortage of great things to do. And yet, most visitors don’t venture outside the National Mall. Don’t get me wrong; the White House, the monuments and the museums are all wonderful and should be on every itinerary. […]Read more "6 Things to do in Washington DC OFF the National Mall"
Perhaps counter-intuitively, I’ve wanted to go on a cruise ever since I saw Titanic at the age of 11. The fancy dining halls, the Irish dancing, the soaring music at sunset; what’s not to love? My best friend Kat left New Zealand for Dubai three months before I skipped off to the Americas. When she decided […]Read more "What I Learned On My First Cruise"
My entire motel room smells like kiwifruit vodka. I suspect it’s probably masking worse odours. This is the kind of motel a hooker would be ashamed of. The shower is just a pipe with no head that leaks an erratic spray roughly equivalent to a scalding hot sneeze. On days like today, I’d usually sit […]Read more "Hollywood Drama"
Tourism just isn’t part of the Moloka’i vocabulary, and that’s the way the locals want to keep it. As a result, the island attracts a different kind of visitor; one who doesn’t mind that the population is barely double my high school, that there’s only one place of accommodation, or that the occasional gecko may […]Read more "Getting Back to Basics in Moloka’i"